The moral is...everything has it's season.

This is tearing me apart. I had dreams about leaving home all night. Everyone waiting while I pack.

I am so excited to go home again but it's just for tonight and then that is it. I won't see anyone again until May. I guess that's only four months now.

What makes it so hard is that the past three times I have said goodbye, I thought is was until May. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe we'll come back before then. I doubt it!

On a more exciting note, I told our director of our show that I didn't think we would be returning. I didn't whine to him about all the things that nag at me about the tour, I simply explained to him about the money.We need more money if we are going to do it again. The offer we got was $50/week more. While that would be nice right about now, that's not worth it.

Without my parents I don't know how we would have survived the three weeks at home with no pay.

I think we kind of get screwed with the money part of all of it because unlike the other shows, we have this guys name attached to our show. I am pretty sure he gets paid every week as well for writing and directing the show. But the show was terrible when we got it. Some of our fables are verbatim out of the book. It is what it is because of us not because of him. So if we do this again, we have another well respected writer who is going to dramatize some stories for us free of charge. That way we can hopefully get paid properly for the work we do.

Bekah