As a kid who grew up in the 90's and wanted to be Angela Chase (despite all of her insecurities and teen angst... I mean she got to date Jordan Catalano!!), I often remember My So-Called Life as a perfect recap of all that happened in Angela's far from boring high school existence.
I realize that I've used my blog as a platform to talk about vacations and major life changes but I've neglected to write about my actual day-to-day life. It's easy to float through months without taking a beat to think about what it is I'm doing to fill up my time. Turns out, as per usual, I'm doing a lot!
These days, I'm very happy working for the Jewish Museum. My work environment is relaxed with normal work hours and a calm feel around the office. My coworkers are competent and lovely. My boss is seriously awesome. It's a great place to hang my hat during the day. I've also got great benefits and a beautiful office (shared with our rotating cast of interns but still, there's an actual door!) with a nice window overlooking 92nd Street.
Aside from work, I volunteer as a Board member and Chair the Executive Committee for Spark Movement Collective. I joined the company's Board in May 2015. Spark's shows geared toward children are my favorite - there's nothing quite like watching the faces of kids light up as they enjoy a live performance. It's great leadership experience and it rewarding to do something good for the arts.
In my spare time, I have continued to keep up my French horn playing. I'm a core player with the Centre Symphony Orchestra and the Nassau Pops. I sometimes fill in for the Mannes Community Orchestra and take on other gigs when I can. I think this is one aspect of my life I will always cherish. Making music feeds my soul.
I still manage to find plenty of time to hang out with my friends. I'm part of 2 book clubs: one I founded with a grad school friend back in 2013 the other is comprised largely of my former Juilliard co-workers. I've always been an avid reader so this is a great way to combine two of my favorite activities: reading great books and hanging out with great friends. My former coworkers from Lincoln Center and I are still very much in touch as well. We plan monthly outings to museums, dance classes, or just plain old drinks. I find that having set monthly dates on my calendar holds me more accountable to actually seeing my friends. Plus it gives us all something to look forward to.
In addition to all that I've got going on in my normal life, I've been working to plan a wedding! I couldn't be more excited to call Alex my family one day soon. I'm really looking forward to the start of our marriage. The wedding itself will be the big party to start it all off! It's a lot of work putting it all together. Alex helps out but his suggestions are sometimes questionable...like serving a bunch of pound cakes instead of a wedding cake (no) or saying the phrase "you're my ride or die" at the same time instead of reciting vows (definitely not). Parts of wedding planning have been tons of fun (cake tasting, picking out flowers) and other parts have been stressful (organizing lists, figuring out logistics). We're lucky that our families have largely stayed out of the planning and are supportive of any and all of our decisions regarding the wedding. It's also a challenge since the planning rests solely on
On an emotional note, depression has been creeping in and out of my life since my dad passed away. My mom works 2 jobs and my brother is still trying to find his footing as an adult. I don't get to see my family often which is hard. It's also hard to unload the entirety of my emotional burden on Alex or a friend. It feels kinda like every so often I've shoved a watermelon into a backpack that I carry around with me. I push it to the bottom of the bag and pile other things on top of it, trying to forget all about it. But what happens to a watermelon in your backpack that you're trying to ignore? It doesn't disappear. It weighs heavy on you, it starts to rot, and it seeps into all the other things your life [or backpack]. Eventually, it needs to be addressed. So that's just what I've been doing. And I realize that depression doesn't just go away after a chat with a loved one/a vacation/a great run in the park and then poof I'm cured. I'm great at serving up a smile with a sprinkle of humor and a dash of optimism. It's worked to get rid of the blues for most of my adult life. But my go-to fake-it-until-you-make-it trick just doesn't work when I'm depressed. For that, a therapist is a big help. And maybe it would also help to meet







