Last night, while getting hypothermia and drinking a glass of wine on my roof with Kiley and Mike, I realized this:
WE have it made.
As we talked about our trials and tribulations in this profession, I felt very content and very lucky. We've all worked really hard to get where we are, and we did it for ourselves. Some people just don't have that luxury - or just don't work for it.
But, these are the people who locked me in a theater and waited outside so I wouldn’t drive drunk. The people who got upset with me when I didn’t make a cast and called me screaming with excitement when I did. The people who ran over to the bar between the 8 and the 10 on my birthday party so we could all take a shot together. They are the people who FLY ACROSS THE COUNTRY and surprise me! These people stick up for me, they protect me and I know they would do anything for me. They have been for years and I’ve grown up with them leading the way.
Maybe they're why I drink too much. Maybe they're why I’m sassy, snarky and a little bit of a bitch. Maybe they're why I Google “mole people” and have awful status updates. But I wouldn't trade any of these idiots for the world. And I know everything they do – even if I hate it – is for my own benefit because they just love me. And I love them.
And yes, I realize I'm being super corny. But I just did a charity event. And I had a fabulous weekend. And sometimes I just want to show people how appreciated they are instead of being an awful bitch.
YA HEARD?
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