Yeahhh… My partner hasn’t been present at our medieval fair rehearsals for the last month and a half (ish). Meaning my lines in the human chessboard this year have doubled at this point. Meaning about one third to one half of the half-hour long board is me speaking. In rhyme. And iambic pentameter. And my costume was being a four letter word, or at least one part of it was.
See you on the other side of April Fool’s Day, I promise. I just need to get past fair, recover from it on the Monday after (I even took off work that day) and I will get something out that week.