Post Pennsic

Aug 10, 2015 14:25

So Pennsic happened.

On the one hand, I went in this year armed with a lot more diagnosis info and able to figure out why shit was going wrong for me. On the other, it didn't actually solve the problem. If anything, I think I reverse placebo'd myself into being a worthless lump for a day, once I figured out what was going on.

Oh well. Ces la vie.

Things are good with Fearghus, and good with the family. There was some drama, because there is always drama. But the kitchen and the blivets and the tents ran smoothly, and that's all I can ask. I had a nice date night out with a lovely gentleman. I got excessively drunk on mead once or twice. Or three times.

Friday I spent packing up three people worth of tent because everyone else needed to be helping with group breakdown, which was as it should be. That said, it was really stressful and I gave myself a bit of heatstroke, so I need to not do that in broad daylight again. Avoiding heavy lifting work during the 11am-3pm part of the day is really important to my survival at Pennsic. I have actually never teetered and almost fallen down from heat before. Do not want.

We are home alive, and our dogs are gloriously apoplectic to see us again. That is all.

EG
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