I am not cut out for this 

A few weeks ago, I responded to a casting call for local identical twins about the boys’ age. Didn’t hear anything, forgot about it, no big deal.

But then yesterday, I got an email in the morning asking if the boys would be available for filming today. I called back the casting agent and was told the casting person from the other show gave her the boys’ pictures for this movie. Since I said they could be available, the boys were now going to be considered.

Since the filming was taking place the next day, they’d have to choose someone quickly, so I spent all day in a state of nervous excitement. I couldn’t even eat, could barely concentrate.

It’s just as well they never called. I could not do this all the time. Although I suppose it would be a good weight loss tool.

I don’t know if it’s okay to give too many details of what the movie is, but let’s just say:

– I’ve been binge watching The Americans and one of the stars is in it
and
– Alright alright alright!

The part they were up for involved holding on to Mama’s leg and crying, and I don’t know if Elizabeth Jennings would be wearing the skirts my children would take turns crying on, or that the dude in the Lincoln commercials would be their dad, but it’s cool to imagine it was.

But the state of nervousness all day was too much to take on a regular basis. The boys didn’t even know, so I don’t have to worry about their delicate egos being bruised, at least.

Oh, who am I kidding? This is the second time in their life we’ve been through this. I can handle it once every three years, right?

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