3 days: gives me butterflies

just to type 3 days.

My mind is like: No WAY! We canNOT be down to the last 3 days, the last 2 rehearsals, the final choices of staging, sound, costume.......

But I know I'm ready because:

* I'm actually excited about my friends P and A flying in from Minnesota for the show this weekend. 2 weeks ago, I was squirming with discomfort about them making the journey.

* I'm delighted by each fresh email I get from people telling me they've bought tickets. There's always a phase, before I'm ready, when this freaks me out, because I don't know that the work will be good enough to put out.

* I end each rehearsal ravenously hungry. And ready for a nap. Which means the work is coming through and using me up, and my body's in the cycle of pour it out, recharge, pour it out, replenish, pour it out.

* I'm surrendered about what isn't going to happen. That one extra level of sound engineering. Those really cool visuals we imagined on the Jewellery piece. That reworking of the movement on Swore I'd Never with Parijat, to make it cleaner, tighter, stronger.

It is good enough, I tell myself. It will go on getting better, but it's good enough. And I know I'm ready now, because I believe it.