Last weekend I finished a production, fourth of four Shakespeare plays I was scheduled to do.
Running on empty doesn't really sum up the experience, but, for all it's stresses, it was pretty fun.
That being said, it was also really stressful. I didn't realize how stressful until suddenly, during dress rehearsal, I started to refer to myself in the third person. You know, like, "Valerie is getting outta here", or "Valerie needs a big gulp" (I said this last one a lot).
I've never done this before, and I don't find it funny or charming, more annoying and vaguely delusional, so, I'm sure I wasn't doing it on purpose. If I could wager an arm-chair-psychologist's guess, I'd say it was a subconscious manifestation of my stress.
I'm done now, with the lot, and I'm hoping this particular tick goes away. Because let me tell you, Valerie does not need this.