Then, sort of, I didn't. I showed up on occasion and sang with my pirate band (as you do), but I was temp help only.
In 2012, I once again joined the cast. In the course of all of this, I've played so very many roles, worn a plethora* of hats. I've done a lot, seen a lot, been through a good many rehearsals. This one, though? It looms. Not certain we're in any worse shape than in years past, but it feels frantic. We've not yet had full cast on any given weekend. There are scenes that have not yet been put on their feet. Fight choreography, while well underway, is not yet finished. Whatever is not ready come opening weekend is 100% on me.
And yet... I work with astonishingly talented people. My choreographers and fight captains are simultaneously inventive and grounded. My cast? Focused, talented, funny as hell, and (thank heavens in an ensemble group) team players. They care about the show, they care about each other. We'll get things done because they need doing.
Deep breaths. All may yet be very well. And when in doubt, cue for the head swipe.
*yes, El Guapo. I know what that means