Scary potential

I got an email about a job posting up in Milwaukee. Could be right up my alley. And the money, at least by local standards is great, more than double what I make now, with benefits. So I'm updating my resume, and making inquiries. Coincidentally, I spent the morning getting past show photos from the theatre photographer, 'past' being 3-4 years! lots of pix. Now I have to update my website to incorporate those pix. I think I'm going to try going to thumbnails and full size pix on a seperate page. I may eventually even post the weblink here. Maybe not. We'll see. Just the thought of moving, though, scares the shit out of me. Wife, moreso. (I still haven't gone into detail about Wife and her condition, and our relationship. Remind me later.) What if, after picking up and moving both of us there, I hate it, or they hate me. What then? Of course, I've just had two friends move across the country to blind job openings, so I don't have much to complain about. It all comes down to motivation. The size of the lever that moves my world.
But still scary if you're responsible for a household.

Good news. I'm right on schedule with Virginia Woolf. I turned in the plot to the TD/ATD/ME (She's the TD for the show, ATD for the college, and thus the ME for hanging the lights. It's also E. Can I just say how sexy a woman at home with powertools is?) tonight around seven pm, right on my schedule. Next is hanging lights next Monday. Though this weekend is working on Over the Tavern, the first show at my real job. We finalized the dates for getting that show up, and I need to hang lights at the end of this month. Not much time, well, enough time, but most of it is still on my vacation time. Not Fair!

So, tonight, a theatre link. From time gone by, a bit of history from Christmastime.