Still tired from too much LARPing, not enough real life.

Apr 04, 2007 09:30

Ian and I sat on the couch last night watching "Alien vs. Predator," which just happened to be on TV and we were too lazy to change it - I found it totally amusing in the theatre anyhow. We talked a little bit about our recent LARP experiences, and things we'd like to do if we were going to continue to play... which we probably won't. Our talk morphed into the move to Texas and what happens now. I said that thinking optimistically, moving to Texas and no more of the current games is the most likely outcome. But let's say Ian didn't get in and we moved to Plan B or further down the alphabet. We're LARPing again now because we're trying to cram in time with our friends before the move. If that were no longer hanging over our heads, might we not choose to pursue other long-term plans? For example, let me remind how much I want to have a baby. Ian's 25, still not ready, but ready or not, I'm about to hit 36 and it's time to get this show on the road. And if not a human baby, what about another LARP baby? (I swear it takes as much time and involves as much sleep deprivation to run a LARP as raise a child.) It's a thought, anyway. Life right now exists in two flavors: Before and After May 31. There's no telling what comes after that date.

It's April. I wish I were settled in my own house with some dirt and I could start planting my garden for the summer. I'd plant a butterfly garden and try vegetables this year. I'd even plant more basil.

I knew this time, close to the move, would be tough for me. I am a creature of order, and a hobbit and home is important to me. It's all up in the air now. I'm not like crazy panic attack while moving person or anything - I just like to feel settled and have a plan. Guess the best I an do is whittle down the situation to small controllable slices like Clean The Kitchen and Pack The Books, Give Pete eBay Stuff, Donate Spare Clothes To Charity, that sort of thing. There's certainly plenty for me to do. I'm going to try to keep my head down and looking at the details so as not to freak out about the chaotic big picture.

Speaking of details...

Woe is us. We misread our lease renewal for our apartment. Our month-to-month extension didn't go up $200/month, it went up $300/month. This is a horror beyond words to pay so much money (1 of each of our 2 paychecks) for an apartment we hate. Thus it is mentioned and we move on, never to discuss it again. Please assume you have commented on this with righteously indignant fury on our behalf and refrain from actually commenting on it, if you please. No, really.

And in far less significant news, back to LARP, I had been planning for hell to freeze over and attend the April 27 Clanthia event at SOLAR to visit friends. Now I'm thinking I may not go at all, or at most show up after Reset Saturday, which really leans back toward not go at all. I was going mainly to visit my friend Dana. He can't come to Shadowmoor for various reasons. He's a Guildmaster at Clanthia so he can only miss like 2 events a year or get the wet noodle. He has an infant at home so there are babysitting issues with getting 2 weekends away, so no Shadowmoor to visit the whole team. Fine. So I said I'd come visit him. He NPCs virtually all Friday night, which I was prepared for - he either doesn't come into game that night, or comes in very late. No problem! I could arrive late, and take my time unpacking and chilling out. No biggie. But then yesterday he drops on me that he's been invited to this "important" all-day module on Saturday, but it's okay because I can hang out with other friends during that time... Excuse me? Not quite. I appreciate that he says that it's a real honor to be invited on this quest, and he considers it would be a bad character move to refuse the invitation... but dude. This is our one chance to game together ever again, and in the past three years. So. No. Now I'm inclined to not go. I'm caught between being a little affronted about it, and thankful to have another free weekend. The closer the date approaches, the more I'll probably lean toward being happy for the free weekend.

After two weekends of LARP, I'm getting toward the last tortilla chip for the time being. I'd like to be Trace again and clean my house. I think that'll make me feel somewhat restored. Cooking dinner at home last night (although portions of it were an unmitigated disaster) and running some laundry this morning before I left the house are helpful bits.

T.

biological clock, guildhall, last tortilla chip, larp, gardening

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