An Exhaustive Recap

Forgive me gentle readers, for I have committed the sin of omission…it is worse than lying…”not knowing “ is probably the worst offense in my eyes. So – mea culpa. There’s no real excuse, except for the incredibly hectic schedule I inherited.
Rather than bore you with details, I thought I would do my best to do a “Heroes/Lost/The Bachelor/Dexter/Extreme Makeover” edition of this blog to catch you up. Essentially, you are about to encounter a 3 month summary account of the strengths/weaknesses/personal moments/hatred/love and goals I have experienced these last few months.
When last we left, it was December, just before Christmas, and I had landed safe and sound on my Tempurpedic bed, ready to face the day at my new job. Alone in a new world.
So. In one VERY long paragraph, mostly a run-on sentence, loosely-structured with dangling participally-phrased sections along with grammatically incorrect and sometimes even politically incorrect (like I care) observations, may I offer the following:
I woke up and went to work then discovered I work in a basement office which is fine, but it was cold and damp but nonetheless homey; I was blessed to have a friend in DMK who gave me a beautiful office environment as best he could, complete with a gift of holiday candles. Cindy was prepping for her trip back East to see her own family for the holidays, so I had very brief time with her. I spent a lot of time in my office alone learning the ropes as I planned out: -an End Of Year Phone campaign;-a New Year’s Eve VIP holiday dinner with cast members performing from the currently running holiday show;- a Sneak Preview celebration for 2009/10, followed the next day by;-a volunteer luncheon with an additional Sneak Peak of the upcoming two shows: Virginia Woolf and Fiddler On The Roof. Oops sorry. Virginia Woolf and Fiddler On The Roof, in italics…apparently a style point that cannot be ignored.
…not to mention daily contributions, prepping for two new officemates after the New Year, and monitoring all these voluminous RSVPs from strangers about whom I knew nothing. That aside, here’s what’s happened since:

Body clock adjusting-fireplace comfort-Christmas Eve tacos with Doris and family-first show at RTC: Rubicion Family Christmas-emotionally available-overwhelmed by performers-comfort from memory box-completely quiet Christmas-learning that my rental car has to be extended due to holiday hours and I must pay more-reuniting online with estranged Aunt-Tastykake gift boxes and goodies-rearranging furniture-cold, weak in comparison to east coast-limited clothing-New Year’s Eve private party planning-end of year calls-quiet office-flashing forward-missing family & friends-major sponsor Preview Party-exhausted Fundraiser Luncheon next day-disheartened co-workers-plugging on-multiple special events for Virginia Woolf-missing leadership-connecting with immediate manager-Opening Night trials-visit from former boss-more emotional questions-connecting with co-workers-feeling not so bad-learning anomalies of living on a mountain-needing a car-running scared-neglecting Facebook lifelines-visits with local friends in SoCal and LA-rejuvenation-board management and typing up minutes-undue pressure on tasks previously categorized as “other duties as assigned”-allying with senior management-losing a key colleague-laying low-slander-sitting pretty-kudos and credits-new software training-largest cast to be dealt with ever-challenges with monitoring a nicety, not an obligation-research, research, research- vain attempts at competency-reclusiveness-forgetting my feast day-retreating to the brink-monitoring others’ dilemmas and feeling needed-body clock still adjusting three months later, waking at 6 am-questioning purpose-difficult contact for Fiddler Opening Night-secrets unveiled about which I knew nothing-questioning hierarchy-bullish actors-cash flow, professionally and personally-there is so much more…but it’d be a chore to get through. And finally: a reprieve.
A visit from a long lost friend from Cape May. And suddenly, the curtains were drawn, and the light was let in.