I'm not actually drunk, but I drank alcohol at the top of today and the end of today, and I feel a little woozy. I have work to do tonight, too, ugh.
Today we moved to a new rehearsal hall. The building is an old Elks Lodge, apparently, condemned until very recently. The theatre seems to have bought it and will very gradually be restoring it piece by piece to make use of its ballrooms as rehearsal spaces, its downstairs bar area for parties, and its hotel-like rooms for nights when people get snowed in out in the suburbs or when stage management have insane hours during tech week.
All of those uses are far in the future. What we had today was rehearsal in a third floor ruined ballroom. It was beautiful. The room is white plaster with lovely architectural detail and a few massive water stains that have wrinkled and discolored the wall so those spots looks like faded dried white roses. It snowed today, and this space has huge picture windows looking north and south with nice views of the river. It was like being inside a snowglobe, with all the town's Christmas lights still on display.
I just...my heart will break when it all ends. A ruined ballroom, y'all.
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