Busy, busy, busy. When am I ever not?
I'm writing for work, so writing here is, unfortunately, taking second place. I have had a hundred subjects roaming through my head, and no energy to write about them.
See? Now I'm just teasing y'all with the prospect of actual content. It's coming, I promise.
This weekend, I'm going to be helping sell stuff for Gardiner's Company at Night on the Town - I've been throwing boxes of stuff together, and have about six boxes of various used and new items for sale at bargain prices, plus a couple of very special, unique necklaces I've made specially to raise money for Gardiner's. We're renting some heavy equipment to landscape part of our land into a fighting area (with berm for fighting behind/over - fun!), and there's the costs for Pennsic.
This Pennsic is the 20th anniversary of Gardiner's Company - I'm thinking big party. Bob and I are throwing entertainment ideas back and forth. In that vein, if you're going to be at Pennsic, and you've ever been interested, part of, or a member of Gardiner's, we want y'all to stop by and say hello. I'll post updates on party plans and such as Pennsic gets closer. Everyone is invited.
I can't believe it's been 20 years. Similarly, Sunday is Bob n' me's 16th anniversary of moving in together, and it seems like yesterday and/or a lifetime, depending on how I'm looking at it. Yesterday in that being with him is as fresh and exciting as ever, and a lifetime in that my life changed so completely when I met him that everything that came before seems like it happened to a different person.
A less happy person.
I'm a natural optimist, but a lot of that got suppressed by depression, anger and bitterness, and Bob brought it out in me again. Everything we do together just has a way of always working out to our best advantage. We are each others' good luck charm. Can't ask for much more than that, eh?
Love you, baby.