I spent this last week making a film with a small group of people. I knew some of them beforehand but most of them I had never met. It got to be stressful after a week being in small spaces waiting to be called to set. I did enjoy it. I learned so much about what really goes into being in a film and how long you have to wait sometimes. At least one of the days I was on set for 10 hours for 30 minutes of filming. It was totally worth it and I cannot wait to see the product at the end of April.
Today was the last day. I was tired and looking forward to saying goodbye to the people I had worked with all week and head to the gym. I returned to the room we had been in all day today and the first thing I noticed was my hat was missing. This is not just any hat. This is my black and pink furry hat with ears that I have guarded like a hawk for 7 years because I loved that hat. It had been on the back of my chair with my coat and I knew the minute I walked in it was gone. Someone had taken it. It had not been lost because it was on the chair when I went for my last call. I was so heartbroken. I had shared in the morning how much it meant to me because several people commented on how much they liked it. This is one of the reasons I am so diligent about keeping my things together and constantly keep track of where things are. Especially when I really like something. So, my hat is gone. I cannot do anything about it. I just hate that this kept me from spending the time I wanted to spend saying goodbye to the people I had spent a week with. I was so upset I went to my car and cried. I am glad I will see them again in April when we have our opening. As for the person who took my hat. I feel sorry for them that they felt they had to steal something from someone.