||[Apr. 17th, 2007|01:27 pm]
way things on my list, taking a brief respite before I started on the emergency-gotta-do-right-away list...It just hit me, having finished all of the extremely-dire-emergency-gotta-do-right-a|
I don't have to pack for an event this weekend. Nor do I have to shop for supplies. Or write up a program/session/workshop/meeting agenda. Or make a list of all of the things I need to remember to bring with me. I don't have to make arrangements to have someone feed the cats or take in the mail. It's actually worth the effort to go around and take the timers off the light switches because I won't need them for a couple of weeks. Whee!
15 seconds of joy and now I'm already beginning to worry about whether I'll be able to strike the right balance of getting stuff done and relaxing this weekend. Well, that was nice while it lasted.....
I almost wept yesterday evening when I realized I could actually sleep late this coming Saturday.
Hey everybody call Angi at 6 a.m. this Saturday.
I'm doing my best Spanish hiss right now :-) hehehehe
Asps. Very dangerous. You go first.
It was a joy to see you this weekend.
So how was NCRF? VARF was rained out on Sunday. Saturday wasn't exactly stellar either.
Poor NCRF, bitch-slapped by the weather. (Poor us. If we weren't freezing cold, totally drenched, wind-burned, it was only because we were working hard to keep one of the above from happening.) There were some shining moments: Easter Day the weather was officially lovely and the streets were packed. We had larger than usual crowds at our shows, which means the fans are getting to know us and we're doing a better job at pitching the shows. And they were extremely generous, for which we're all grateful, since that means we won't have to chip into the kitty to pay our insurance premium.
We also had wonderful folks each weekend who were not only fun to visit with and were generous with their time helping us keep the tent covered during the show.
BUT...just say "no" to three weekends! It damn near killed us...
Fingers too fast...
Sunday was the most miserable by far, though -- even though the rain was supposed to be done for the morning...the deluge came, just long enough to run a river through the tent and effectively drench everything. All of us running around trying to secure tent walls, make dams, roll up tarps...sigh. You don't know joy until you've stood on a wobbly chair, holding up the edge of the tent, while the tent flap is smacking you in the face and the water is running straight down the back of your bodice.
Thankfully, it stopped and was actually sunny and windy, so we were mostly just damp, by the time Faire management decided to call the whole thing off about mid-day, since there was another storm headed in, and the tornado watches had all been upgraded to warnings. But still...I'll be doing laundry for days -- every dog bed, blanket and scrap of fabric is damp or worse!