They don't call it "black death" for nothin'.
Now we have to evacuate the air in the basement and re-test for radon. I created a black plastic door, hung with staples and duct tape, to seal the basement with a fan hole cut into it, and opened our basement air vents. Actually, because I couldn't find any screen or mesh, I just poked holes in the duct tape sealing them, because I wasn't willing to risk inviting hornets into our basement. I could feel the air moving out through the holes, and the plastic door billows out, so it's clearly working.
Duct tape. How I love it.
So, that was my weekend, and most of my Monday. I want to see if I can finish the anthology now; the redlines I found to make in the last pass were getting slimmer and more and more picky, so I think I'm getting to that end point.
My email's being testy, so apologies if I don't get right back to you. I'm hoping they kick the server soon.
Oh! Friday performance went well! I saw footage of it, and did not wince at myself too many times (My Gawazie (sp?) shimmy is WAY too swoopy) and you can hardly tell that one time I nearly ran over Jill. No, I will not link you to it. Thank you for your reassurances and support - I went onstage thinking 'they'll still love me on the Internet if I screw up!'
No more typing now. Ouches.