I woke up with heartburn.
I had costume change problems, wardrobe malfunctions, lost my voice, and when I actually did get a look at the script, I HAD NEVER EVEN READ THE PLAY. The director looked at me with a disappointed expression and said, "I expected more from you, Carrie."
It was an awful, awful, AWFUL dream.
Dear heavens above, I'm glad I'm awake. Oh, well. Off to the beach for my last day of vacation!