The phone woke me up. It was a call asking me if I wanted 'to come and play with the boys' (most of the crew are men who I've worked with many, many times). I was surprised and said that sure, I would.
I've been working for the last three days on prepping for the shoot. Call time is 7am on Monday way the heck out in Abbotsford, which used to be about a forty minute drive from Langley where I lived for 28 years. Now it's more like one hour and forty minutes from where I live. Over half of the movie is shooting there and the other half is in.... ya, Langley. What was I thinking.
I was thinking that I'd be close to my daughter when she had the baby and that I'd get to see lots and lots of them both once the baby was here. I get to see them once a week and now not even that because I am working all week and they keep the weekends for themselves alone. I am going to miss little Malia dreadfully. Good thing that when I am on set I am so busy and my mind is so concentrated on work stuff that I never give even a fleeting thought to my personal life. And when I am off of set I am so blinded by fatigue that all I want to do is sleep. But to think I may not see her till March 8th is hard. She will have changed so much by then.
Wouldn't you miss that gorgeous little thing after a month?!?
I found out today that my ex-husband is going to be the first person ever to babysit Malia when her parents go out for their anniversary next Sunday. I'm jealous.