La-di-da...

So two overly-cheeky (ahem, dramatic) e-mails to the only two theatre-spots for speakers-of-English in Rome – and no answer. No word. Nada.
That doesn’t perhaps mean there will never be word, but I’m not counting on it.
And now I’ve really got to look myself in the eye (using a mirror, of course) and ask myself whether or not I can dedicate the time and energy to Theatre again that I once could – the commitment required to put on a really great, well-done, well worked through and worth-WHILE piece of theatre.
The answer? Probably not. I work 10-7 every day and at night all I want to do is sleep. And on the weekends, sleep more.

So I’m thinking it might be fun to pull together a small, fly-by-night theatre group of English-Speakers that perhaps could develop its own stuff – entry-by-donation – that sort of thing. But the problem of time/energy remains.

Also because I’m very hesitant to cut into my time with Jacopo. We see each other often—very often for a working couple (consider I only sleep in my own bed about 2 nights a week). But the moments are few when we are together and have energy to do stuff or be together in a more conscious way.

But I am determined to pick-up-the-pace in one way or another. The season is already giving way and we have already full weekends.

Observe:

Friday: We slept.
Saturday: Watched the game (soccer/AS Roma) with friends then to a party in Trastevere that included live Jazz. In bed by Midnight.
Sunday: Lunch at Jac’s parents. Then trip to Villa Ada (Park) where we spend the afternoon snoozing on the grass. Then home, and more snoozing – this time on bed. Then we wake up, eat dinner, and go to a presentation of a Film on 9/11 that too-closely resembles Loose Change. Jac’s friend is the producer. We leave after about an hour and a half, grab a Gelato, then pass out.

And now I’m at work.

Yeah … eventful weekend right? Actually it was.

Friday is a Bank Holiday here so that means no work. On Thursday night Jac and I are driving into Tuscany with some friends (one of them has a house out there). Friday we go to my dad’s cousins wedding (he is getting married in Lucca – in Tuscany) then the rest of the weekend lazing around in Tuscany.

I’m excited. I haven’t set foot in Tuscany in 5 years. And considering it’s right next door – that’s a long time.