Been busy, busy, busy.
terrier_girl and V are both doing well. Both are fully recovered from their bronchitis. V is absorbing words and regurgitating them in the most amusing ways. Anything I say can and will be repeated back at an ironic moment. Terrier is slowly fighting back the nausea and fatigue and starting to be a sometime companion again, which is nice. If it weren't for the support of the grandmas, we'd have never made it this far. We've decided that when she was designed, Terrier was not optimized for procreation.
Surprise of surprises, tonight is
Intercon. I've done next to no prep, but did manage to scavenge something like a costume for tonight's game from the thrift store. Thank you
brynndragon for the offer of costuming. I've got games tonight and tomorrow night. Tomorrow at lunch time we're hoping to bring V and Tracey around to the hotel, but they're not playing in any games this year. Terrier pooped out after a one hour music class the other day, she doesn't feel up to a four hour game. And V's not quite ready for LARP. Looking forward to some fun.
A few days ago,
keshwyn took the time to check in and make sure I was OK. I was a little surprised at first, but it didn't take long to see why she did. The short story is that I am very stressed. I am carrying more weight of more types than I ever have before. It's a lot of responsibility. At the same time I am happier than I've ever been before. More than that, I am actually happy. Just about all of the time. This is completely new to me, and because it's new, also a little stressful. But good. Great even. For so many years, I've looked at being generally happy as a nearly unachievable goal, and now I'm here. It's wonderful.
Now if I just had a little more time and energy to enjoy it, life would be perfect, or about as perfect as life could get.