Ssshhhhhhh . . .

(Last in a series of posts about “Metamorphoses” at Georgia Shakespeare)

Everyone in this house is sleeping.  Well, I’m awake, and the cat is chasing a bug.  But at 10:23 p.m. on this particular Sunday, my husband and daughter are conked out.  They both have early commitments tomorrow morning.

Me, I got nothing.

The show closed this afternoon.  We had an enthusiastic audience for our final performance. We followed it up with a major announcement about next season, and then gathered the entire company for a potluck dinner in the theater.  Many hugs and a few platefuls later, I loaded my car and headed out.

Goodbye, “Metamorphoses.”  Hello, home.

I think I hear a good book calling my name . . . 

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