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canyonwalkerThis past weekend I took it easy. That was important because I need the rest after a busy end to last week. But it wasn't work-busy, it was leisure busy. I'm retired now, so I don't have to wait until the actual weekend to squeeze in a quick, weekend-size trip. I can leave on Wednesday afternoon and come home Friday. Then I still have the weekend for... uh... weekend stuff. 🤣
So, what did I do with the weekend? First off, we got home Friday night around 8pm. I unpacked, showered, and puttered around until I was good and tired for bed. (I'm a couple days behind on blogging about Friday's travel. It's coming soon.)
Saturday, I don't remember much. I think I slept in. Or maybe I got up early-ish then puttered around for a while. I don't remember! I know we got out kind of late for lunch. Like, I thought it was 11:15 when I asked Hawk if she was hungry, but it was already 12:30.
We definitely ate lunch on Saturday. I know that, because if I missed lunch my brain would be reminding me of that one time my stomach was transmitting "Feeeeed me, Seymour!" signals all day for the next 6 years. That's definitely not the case. But I don't remember now where we ate lunch or what I did for most of the next few hours after it... except that I was at home afterward, puttering.
Sunday morning slipped through my fingers faster than expected. I had to do some prep for my D&D game. There wasn't enough time. I prepped the parts I thought were most important. My D&D group only got to half of them.
D&D was good, though. I'm happy to be playing again. It's a challenge finding days & times that work with this group of adults, though. Every session is a new schedule negotiation because nobody has a consistent date and time they can commit to keep open that works with more than one other person. But for now we're averaging twice a month. And yesterday we managed to agree on playing again this coming Saturday. Bonus!
Sunday evening Hawk and I went back to taking it easy. Our D&D group all opted to go home to their own families or activities, as usual, instead of grabbing dinner with us. So Hawk and I made a simple dinner of gnocchi at home. I browned some sausage and made a meat sauce to go with mine. After that and 2½ glasses of wine with dinner, I barely remember what I did the rest of the evening last night. I mean, it's not like I was drunk. With 2½ glasses of wine I'm usually not even buzzed. I just don't remember because... I guess because it didn't matter?
It's a little disorienting to forget what I did yesterday or the day before. It's disorienting because I've always had a strong memory. But I kind of like being able to forget because it just didn't matter.
So, what did I do with the weekend? First off, we got home Friday night around 8pm. I unpacked, showered, and puttered around until I was good and tired for bed. (I'm a couple days behind on blogging about Friday's travel. It's coming soon.)
Saturday, I don't remember much. I think I slept in. Or maybe I got up early-ish then puttered around for a while. I don't remember! I know we got out kind of late for lunch. Like, I thought it was 11:15 when I asked Hawk if she was hungry, but it was already 12:30.
We definitely ate lunch on Saturday. I know that, because if I missed lunch my brain would be reminding me of that one time my stomach was transmitting "Feeeeed me, Seymour!" signals all day for the next 6 years. That's definitely not the case. But I don't remember now where we ate lunch or what I did for most of the next few hours after it... except that I was at home afterward, puttering.
Sunday morning slipped through my fingers faster than expected. I had to do some prep for my D&D game. There wasn't enough time. I prepped the parts I thought were most important. My D&D group only got to half of them.
D&D was good, though. I'm happy to be playing again. It's a challenge finding days & times that work with this group of adults, though. Every session is a new schedule negotiation because nobody has a consistent date and time they can commit to keep open that works with more than one other person. But for now we're averaging twice a month. And yesterday we managed to agree on playing again this coming Saturday. Bonus!
Sunday evening Hawk and I went back to taking it easy. Our D&D group all opted to go home to their own families or activities, as usual, instead of grabbing dinner with us. So Hawk and I made a simple dinner of gnocchi at home. I browned some sausage and made a meat sauce to go with mine. After that and 2½ glasses of wine with dinner, I barely remember what I did the rest of the evening last night. I mean, it's not like I was drunk. With 2½ glasses of wine I'm usually not even buzzed. I just don't remember because... I guess because it didn't matter?
It's a little disorienting to forget what I did yesterday or the day before. It's disorienting because I've always had a strong memory. But I kind of like being able to forget because it just didn't matter.
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Date: 2026-03-18 05:37 am (UTC)