It's going to be such a funny show. I'm having to pick my battles with my co-director - he gets an idea in his head and sometimes it's really hard to shake it - and I've had to make a couple concessions so far that I deemed not worth the fight. I've stood my ground on others, though. Like tonight, we were talking costumes, and he wanted to put one of our actresses in black leggings for the final scene. Which takes place in North Carolina in the middle of August. And the character is 77. Who has recently had a hip replacement. I put my foot down. Because there is NO WAY she would be in such restrictive clothing so soon after hip surgery, let alone wearing something so clingy and dark in a hundred degree heat. He let it go, thank goodness.
Don't even get me started on the argument I had with him about his certainty that one of the other characters was getting abused by her husband.
Rehearsals start next Monday. My schedule will be crammed for a while. :)