I did something a little wacky today. Even for me. I went on an audition for a commercial. And pigs did not even have to fly very high.
I’ve mentioned before here on my blog, that I was an actress in Los Angeles until just after my 30th birthday. There were many factors that lead me to leave acting, but perhaps one of the biggest ones was that I wanted more control over my life. Like for example, I wanted to open the refrigerator and find groceries therein.
I made the unexpected decision then to start my own decorative painting company. I job that gave me more joy than you can imagine. While I was getting the company off the ground, I worked part time at a childrens entertainment company, with very flexible hours and terrific money. Slowly I began weaning myself from a regular paycheck, and then made the decision to fly on my own.
For the next several years, my business grew and flourished. After I married Fiddledaddy, and we decided to head to the other coast to raise our family, I found that I had to put my paint brushes and power tools away for another day. I learned that when pregnant, I get VERY great with child, and can no longer reach the furniture that I’m suppose to be painting. No matter how long my paint brush is. And then add in the fact that Florida is a very different economy than Los Angeles, and chasing 3 small children is not conducive to running a business, and you’ve got a retired painter sitting around eating bonbons. Often from a fetal position.
In 2006 I gave birth to this blog. Which has fulfilled me creatively in more ways than I ever imagined possible. And because of my blog, I have had wonderful opportunities to help my family financially through advertisement, working as a BlogHer Reviewer, a little syndication, and my nearly two year job as the Moderator for MSN’s Mom’s Homeroom. Because of deep budget cuts, my job as Moderator ended when my contract expired at the end of December. I will be continuing to write guest blog posts for them now and again, but I don’t have the steady income that I once REALLY ENJOYED.
(Lowers voice to a whisper.) I’m about to reveal something that I’ve never talked about on my blog. And I have his limited permission. I’ve never mentioned what Fiddledaddy really does for a living.
My dad worked for the government when I was growing up, and he never talked about his work since it usually involved government weapons contracts. So I told my friends that my dad was a spy. You may have assumed the same thing about Fiddledaddy.
And it’s sort of true. Well. At least he’s played one on TV. He’s also been a doctor and an FBI agent. Plus a guy who has had issues with flatulence.
Fiddledaddy is an actor. He was an actor when I met him 20 years ago. But when we moved to Florida 12 years ago, he put all of that behind him and was working as a really talented self-employed graphic artist. But God had other plans, and he signed with a talent agent in Central Florida and has worked pretty steadily in the industry ever since. He has the ability to put himself on tape for auditions, and then to fly to other parts of the country for work. He has asked me not to tell you his stage name, for the sake of anonymity. Which I will respect. BUT IT KILLS ME, because I’m awfully proud of him.
He still has a successful business as a Graphic Artist, wherein he designs web sites for other actors across the country. This is the income that I am really grateful for when there is an actors or writers strike, or it’s Africa hot here in Florida and no one wants to come here to shoot anything. Except each other.
All this to say that our little family exists on very unsteady income. During a very unsteady economy. And this means that I have to trust that God will provide for us, as He faithfully has for many years.
Which is why I feel that when a door closes, sometimes an unlikely window is thrown open. I never ever had the urge to begin auditioning again. And I have no idea if I’ll ever book anything ever. But I’ve lately felt a sense of peace about putting myself out there again.
Today, the commercial audition was a family affair, as not only Fiddledaddy and I auditioned, but Emme and Cailey got in on the act as well.
(To Be Continued)
Only because this is so stinking long because OH MY, I AM WORDY. And the bunny trails? They do meander.