This has been a week of changes. Many changes.
At the school a lot of changes all happening around the beginning of the first quarter. That’s making things tough. If one or two of them happened, no big deal. We are quite a way beyond that. Not here to bitch about work, but still, it’s made the beginning of the quarter really … tough.
Today I did one of the hardest things I’ve done in a long time. I have been the person in charge of an acting troupe for 21 years. My wife has done most of the costuming, in some shows, all of it. We’re both feeling really … crispy …
The annual picnic for The Golden Stag Players was today, and before the “business meeting” I resigned. I was worried that in doing so it might kill the group. I was hopeful it wouldn’t, but … as luck would have it, my former apprentice in the SCA was willing to step up and take over. I didn’t put him on the spot, I left it very open. He wanted to do it, and after that the usual business was worked out (what the next show will be, when auditions will be, and so on). Whew. And of course, Tim’s wife will be there. Both of them were involved at the beginning and have been rocks that helped build the foundation. They’ve taken breaks from the troupe over the years, and are not (at the moment) fried. They’ll do well. I have every confidence.
However, it is also a great feeling that I have left a legacy — the troupe is continuing. I think they’ll do great, and I will be there to cheer them on. I am not really “gone” from the troupe — it is a part of me. I started it 21 years ago, thinking that the five plays in my hand were all we would do. We’ve done 20 years more than expected when we got together, and we’ve done 30 plays more … holy crap! It’s still mind numbing.
Not a lot else to say at this point. I’m tired. Ready for bed. It’s been an emotional day.