I find myself someplace new. It would have been easy to slink back to Chicago after my last gig. I'd finally had enough months ago, but had to find a new job before quitting that one. So, I find myself in a new state, working at a real regional theatre. So far, things are good. Sure, I've schlepped and fished cables through the mud (don't try that at home), but that effort has been appreciated. I am part of a team here. I need that. My skin has also cleared up and my hair looks better. Less stress or no more crappy soft water? Perhaps a combination of both.
Winston is lying next to me as I write this. The move has been an upgrade for him, too. He has more windows from which to look longingly at the semi-wooded yard, and lots of sunny spots for naps. He already has a couple of fans in the chorus, who met him while visiting one of my roommates. In short, it is good to be Winston.
I am knitting occasionally a sock out of Claudia Handpainted sock yarn. I keep telling myself that I do not need more yarn, though I also took note of the local yarn store listed in the program at work. Maybe I'll just go check it out on my day off....