Life lessons come at the most interesting times, don’t they? I got a good one this week.
The day started off normally. My husband and I were prepared to leave for Hawaii that afternoon for our ‘Babymoon.’ We were going about our business, tying up loose ends.
I finished up an edit for Spectrum, which, luckily, I realized had a major mistake before I sent it off. First crisis averted.
This minor setback cost me about 20 minutes, the time I had allocated to get some quick pre-flight yoga in. No big deal.
Meanwhile, Drew was cleaning up inside, getting our house prepped. A film crew would be using our space for a TV show — one that I auditioned for a few months back. I didn’t get the part, but our house did. Still a win!
I left my phone inside so I wouldn’t be distracted while editing. When I picked it up to check it, I saw a text from Southwest .
My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t see the text until quarter to 10.
We planned on dropping our dog off with my sister, then dropping our car off to get the windshield replaced. (The car is only a month old and a rock hit the windshield, cracking it. Frustrating, as you can imagine)
Our flight was now leaving and hour and half earlier than expected. Instead of panicking, I got in the shower to clean off — and think.
What task could we eliminate that weren’t absolutely necessary? The car. It could stay in my sister’s parking garage for a week and we’d deal with it when we got back. We also agreed to skip our planned lunch at the airport and just grab a few snacks instead.
Okay, we had a new plan. Sometimes you just gotta pivot.
We raced to Glendale to drop Astro off and immediately called Lyft to take us to LAX. No traffic: a rarity in LA. We got there just after 11:15. Plenty of time to check our bag, breeze through security — if you still don’t have TSA Pre-check, I gotta ask why not?! — AND sit down for a free lunch at Rock ‘N Brews using our Priority Pass. (I’ll expand on this in my post ‘Babymoon’ entry about travel tips)
Things were back on track! We stayed flexible and made it work. No one was stressed or on the verge of a meltdown and we were fed, safe and content.
Then, just as we were turning off our phones for the first flight, a connection to Oakland, Drew got an email from his agent: A self-tape request for a movie.
Shoot. (Literally.) How we’re we going to do this? I didn’t want to use precious time in Hawaii making a tape! But, this is our livelihood we’re talking about. More and more, self tapes are becoming the norm in our industry. Times are changing and you’re no longer just an actor. You’re also a DP, producer and editor.
We had to stay flexible and make it work, no matter the circumstances. We decide he’d work on the scenes on the plane and we’d tape it after our daylong sightseeing excursion the next day.
Then, he got ANOTHER self tape request. When it rains, it pours, right?! Now I was starting to get stressed. Would we spend our whole vacation making tapes?
Turns out this tape was urgent – it was due the next day. My first thought was, that’s not gonna happen. We wouldn’t be at our hotel til about 9 that night, and we had a full day sightseeing tour books for the next day.
He just had to pass on this one. But then, I felt a renewed confidence surge through my body. This was a challenge and we we’re gonna step up to the plate.
Since our first flight had been moved up 1 1/2 hours, we now had an unexpected three-hour layover in Oakland. Blessing in disguise. So, we found a cozy corner at the airport, away from the crowds, and set up a makeshift office.
Drew worked on his lines, I tested light and sound, and in 20 minutes, we were ready to tape. I even memorized my lines so I could hold the camera and make eye contact with him. Challenging without a tripod, but damn, we pulled it off.
We did a few takes and stopped for gate announcements every few minutes. But no more than 30 minutes later, we were done. And it looked good, if I so say so myself.
We still had about an hour and half of our layover. So, I kept the flexibility theme going by doing some yoga. The 20 minutes I missed out on that morning, suddenly found themselves free up.
You see, none of this was expected. But if you go through life trying to plan every moment, you’ll be sorely disappointed when things don’t go your way.
One of the biggest takeaways from reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck — a book I highly recommend — was that we have to give a f*ck about something. We just have to be careful what we give a f*ck about.
Life would be boring without challenges. Overcoming challenges feels good. We get a little endorphin rush when we succeed. Think of how great that story will be if Drew books this job?! I know his agents are impressed we pulled it off. That’s worth the effort right there.
Stay flexible my friends, both physically and mentally. You’ll find that even when things don’t seem to be going your way, they kind of are.
Now excuse me while I turn my phone off. No more self-tape requests, please. Vacation starts now.