What a crazy night of stage managing, by the end of last night I was so stressed out I was ready to cry. You know how crazy stuff never ever happens on its own right, it only happens on the busiest, already crazy night. Last night was one of those night. So after a long day of school I made my way to the play site, And ON TIME I might add! When I got there I discovered all the power was out because of some big accident on the highway, and they only had emergency power for like 15 minutes left. Well, for the kind of play this is it wouldn't really matter as we're outside lit by candlelight all night anyways...but it would matter for people to get in and out of costume, and set up props, and snacks, and use the washroom and ect...well fortunately about 10 to 15 minutes later the power came back on. Phew! Hurdle one down. Well, after that it was busy from the get go, people were late, some props had been locked away that had to be found, gates were left open at both ends of the site and people were wandering in instead of going up to the top where the box office is and where they are SUPPOSED to go, actors had to be spoken to, schedules had to be checked, some people had to be hurried into costume, and all sorts of busy, but not too unnormal play things were going on. I also had to call the police to let them know that we were going to be setting off a starter pistol in our play, so no one hears gunshots and freaks out. Well, this was the first time I ever had to do it, usually someone else takes care of it, and it freaked me out a little. That was stressful, but now that I've done it once I know exactly what to do, and it won't worry me anymore. As you can see, nothing huge or terrible had happened yet, but just a whole bunch of things happening at once that had to be taken care of, a lot of which hadn't happened last weekends performance. SO, show starts off pretty well, a few unexpecteds, but nothing I couldn't handle. All in all, I was feeling pretty stage manegery that night, stressed, but nothing I couldn't handle. It was cold out, but I did my vagrant job drifting around checking on all my actors, warming myself by the few scenes that had fires :P The fire part was nice, it was quite chilly, and I love a nice cherry fire to warm myself in front of them. Then, about half way through the night, I hear that one of my actors has cut himself in the scene. It turns out my director, who's also acting, cut himself on the axe in his scene after only 2 of the 5 groups who were going to be going through that night. Well apparently there was a lot of blood, but he was a real trouper and finished up the night. You couldn't even tell he was hurt by his performance. Well once his scene was done, he headed off to the hospital to get checked out and see if he needed stitches or anything. Well, that 'excitment over with' I continued on with the rest of the usual stage managery things, and we finished up the show. Then one of the lurkers S was looking for another of the lurkers J, because she was supposed to be giving her a ride home. Well, they couldn't find her, andf were looking all over the village for her, noone was too worried yet, because the site is a good size and it was dark, and it often takes a while to find someone at night. Anyways, after awhile, they eventually find her, and it turns out she had passed out. I came upon S helping J walk just as they were coming up to the main building. I'll tell you, it freaked me out. J wasn't looking well at all, and she's my friend's little sister, and is also friend's with my brother, she's kind of like my adopted little sister in a sense, you know. So I was really freaked out and concerned. However, I didn't let it show. I helped get her upstairs and find the people to take care of her, and everything, and I stayed with her. I was in stage manager/take charge mode, I'm actually really good in an emergency...as long as it's not my own blood. I was really worried about her, but our costume mistress is apparently a trained RN (I didn't know) so J was in good hands. I stayed with her and and evrything while she got checked out, and they had to write up a report and everything. Then J's friend's mom (and her friend S) took her to the hospital to get checked out. I was ok until then, then it hits you after, you know. I felt weak and tired and limp, after the adrenilene runs out I guess. I was strong during the 'crisis', and supportive, and calm and comforting, it's just after the worry really hits me. So then I had to drive home. I was stressed out and emotional, and after all that ready to cry. It didn't helped I've been PMS'ing like mad this week, so I was emotional anyways. I got home safe and sound and vented to my family, and then went to bed and had a veryyyy long, much needed night of sleep. So that was my crazy, stressful night of stage managing last night...