Well, now isn't this a quandary.
I am exploring a rival Institute's offer to join their organization. My dilemma is over the fact that our succession plan has never been fully developed or adopted and that is a problem. As discussed a few years ago, the glacial pace at which our plan is developing is troubling. Oh sure, I have my able-bodied Assistant Director/Trustee, Giacommo, waiting in the wings to take over the wheel on a split second notice. I do note, however, that befitting our membership, the wheel is rusted shut due to the inactivity and lack of any creative output emanating from our assembled brain trust. As a result, Giacommo might not be prepared to deal with the normal day to day headaches I confront each day. For example, Gummo, the Balloon Boy's, repeated requests for swimming lessons are not easy to repeatedly deny. I deny these, not so much to spite Gummo, rather, to save the instructor the frustration and heartache of knowing no matter how hard you try to prove otherwise, Archimedes principle is really a hoax. So it is with Gummo.
Our weekly staff meeting/Valentines party later this morning, may give me a clearer indication if I can find a worthy successor. Based on the gifts I have received to date, though, I am a bit concerned. After all, how many dyed, hard-boiled eggs can one eat?