One of the biggest struggles about being self-employed for me (aside from, you know, drumming up income) is looking at a wide open calendar and sorting out how best to use my time.
Sure, it sounds like an absolute dream: no meetings, and none of the office bullshit that comes with them. And though I do have meetings on my calendar from time to time, I do not miss the wastes of time that are most office-based check-ins.
That said, pulling a complete one-eighty on the grind of the work week can, if you’re not careful, turn into a wasteland of wasted time; a blank calendar becomes the enemy of productivity. And when there’s no one there to keep tabs on you, why shouldn’t you binge the new season of “Broad City” this morning before you return emails?
(I have never done that. I’m mainlining “Broad City” S4 while I write this. Duh.)
I spent the first week of 2018 holed up at home. It was negative a bazillion degrees outside in Chicago (still is, honestly), and working from home means I can basically hibernate for days on end if I want to. (Which I do more often than I care to admit.)
All that time at home was filled with just over twenty new-to-me films, and because I like to write about movies (and need content to fill this little corner of the internet of mine), I thought I’d share with you what I watch and how it all went.
January’s films included some of the best cinema of 2017…and some of the less good, too. I saw three movies on the big screen (Phantom Thread, Call Me By Your Name and All the Money in the World); there were 11 documentaries in there, and films from Mexico, France, Sweden and Brazil.
I decided not to do a recap post about the theater I saw in 2017 because, well…there just wasn’t much to recap. I saw some great shows, don’t get me wrong. Snagging a last-minute ticket to Dear Evan Hanson on Broadway was totally worth it. Catching the touring company of Les Miserables never gets old. Taking my mom and kid sister to the Lyric’s My Fair Lady will always be a favorite Mother’s Day memory.
But overall, I feel like I made a poor showing of it at the theater last year. Six shows in twelve months? What a travesty!
(I kid. Mostly.)
I’m happy to report that 2018 is already starting off super strong. We’re a month in, and I’ve already seen five productions, from a world premiere at Steppenwolf that’s headed to Broadway (well, was headed to Broadway) to a couple storefront productions that were…less than inspiring. Continue reading “two nights, two shows”→