Tuesday, August 09, 2016
It's been a week of transitions here, and it's been high energy as a result. As of Monday morning I took over being chair of the chemistry department. (Think service — she who does the paperwork — not power here.) I'm already two meetings and three crises deep.
The Egg's show closed, sending him cartwheeling into a couple of weeks of summer vacation. He started work less than 24 hours after he finished his European choir tour.
Yesterday, he packed up the tiny red car, a task which required stretching normal space I suspect, and left for Kentucky with The Egg at the wheel. (He has a nine month long (paid!!) stint with Actors Theatre of Louisville's professional training company.) Six hundred some-odd miles and eleven hours later he arrived in Louisville. He has rented an apartment, he starts work tomorrow.
When I asked him yesterday how he was doing, he commented that the transitions are always the hard part for him. If molecules could talk, they'd say the same thing.