Post-Swancon
I enjoyed the drinks and catch up that I managed to have but didn't spend nearly enough time with friends this Swancon. I decided this year that I was sick of feeling increasingly ill as the con progresses so I prepared a bunch of stuff including gluten free and dairy free snacks for in the room and at the trading table. I tried to drink more water, less alcohol and eat better, healthy meals rather than crappy food on the fly. I also made myself go to bed earlier that usual. In some ways I felt like a spoilsport but on the other, I didn't have an increasingly bad headache, sore stomach and zombie-like headspace. And I seem to have bounced back much better today that normal. And - no sore throat or lost voice (though there were moments where I thought it was starting to go).
I did get to see a bit of narrelle which I am happy about - though more time would have been better. She was in excellent form. Til she wasn't. And I didn't get to say goodbye! Perhaps it's just adieu?!
Today I was checked out by 9.30 and home not long after that. I never get a day off to just ... do whatever it is that I would do on such a day. I decided to head down to jonathanstrahan's old haunt and see what it was like to work there. Divine, as it turns out. I took my laptop and Robot War Espresso and sat and edited for a couple of hours before I had an appointment. It's such a nice space and the coffee is good. I got a fair bit of work done. I may go to work there again - though it was probably good because it was a Tuesday after lunch. When I normally go, it's pretty packed and not really a space for working.
I popped in to my mother's before heading off to go pick up Benji. He'd had a lovely weekend, it seems. He fitted in fine. Ran with the big boys. And slept on the man's bed with not a peep out of him during the night. No biting. No barking. Harumph! I arrived in the dark and the man came out to greet me, calling Benji's name out into the night. I heard nothing. I called out and got one bark back. And then eventually I was aware of movement in the dark and then could see Benji trotting down to the gate to me. He was pretty cool when I was handed him but in the car he licked my left arm all the way home. He got a bath. And now he's sleeping, curled up at my feet. I've been warned he may sleep for a few days :)
Tomorrow chores lie before me. And lunch with a friend. I better find time to work out what I am wearing to the wedding on the weekend. And finish my taxes. But tonight? I might go to bed early. I got back into the habit of reading before bed over this last weekend. Would be nice to keep it up.
Ooh and despite having internet access all weekend, my email inbox is again out of control. If I take time to answer, I'm getting there. I promise!
I did get to see a bit of narrelle which I am happy about - though more time would have been better. She was in excellent form. Til she wasn't. And I didn't get to say goodbye! Perhaps it's just adieu?!
Today I was checked out by 9.30 and home not long after that. I never get a day off to just ... do whatever it is that I would do on such a day. I decided to head down to jonathanstrahan's old haunt and see what it was like to work there. Divine, as it turns out. I took my laptop and Robot War Espresso and sat and edited for a couple of hours before I had an appointment. It's such a nice space and the coffee is good. I got a fair bit of work done. I may go to work there again - though it was probably good because it was a Tuesday after lunch. When I normally go, it's pretty packed and not really a space for working.
I popped in to my mother's before heading off to go pick up Benji. He'd had a lovely weekend, it seems. He fitted in fine. Ran with the big boys. And slept on the man's bed with not a peep out of him during the night. No biting. No barking. Harumph! I arrived in the dark and the man came out to greet me, calling Benji's name out into the night. I heard nothing. I called out and got one bark back. And then eventually I was aware of movement in the dark and then could see Benji trotting down to the gate to me. He was pretty cool when I was handed him but in the car he licked my left arm all the way home. He got a bath. And now he's sleeping, curled up at my feet. I've been warned he may sleep for a few days :)
Tomorrow chores lie before me. And lunch with a friend. I better find time to work out what I am wearing to the wedding on the weekend. And finish my taxes. But tonight? I might go to bed early. I got back into the habit of reading before bed over this last weekend. Would be nice to keep it up.
Ooh and despite having internet access all weekend, my email inbox is again out of control. If I take time to answer, I'm getting there. I promise!