Not enough time for emotions, therefore it must be time for an action-packed Saturday review.
Throughout the day I lost and regained my voice dozens of times. Stupid phlegm.
The squash handicap tournament went well. There was only one other committee members there, which pretty much meant he did the BBQ and I did everything else. However, my orjinizing skillz meant that everything went off with only minor hitches and miscommunications along the way. Mixing it in with actually playing in the tournament made for much with the running around. A coupla people fell through the round-robin cracks, for which I felt exceedingly guilty about, but thems the breaks. Sorry, Mr. New Club Member! Playing-wise, I was one point off making it into the final, and the possibility of a three-peat would have been quite cool. Alas, twas not to be.
Immedicately after (and I do mean immediately) I'd arrived home and showered, I was off to help Beej,
katiface and
stevivor move into their new rental digs. Polished floorboards throughout make me very jealous, but so many blank walls just cry out to be repainted and covered with huge canvases. Anyway, we were all thoroughly buggered by the end of it and were thoroughly untrendy for a Saturday night.