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Scott had fun at UCon. He says he probably won't get a room next year, though. It's only a half hour drive, and our bed is more comfortable (and less expensive). Also, the food at the convention wasn't great this year, so he ended up leaving the building more often than he'd planned. We'll what he thinks closer to next UCon.

He has left for his first day on 2nd shift. He'll be doing supervisory work on top of the usual machine operator stuff. It shifts him from hourly to salaried and will mean more frequent weekend work. We're not sure how much more. There are two supervisors per shift, and one of them has to be there when people are working. We're not sure how many weekends this will affect.

We're also looking at how this affects our grocery shopping and such. Some weeks, Scott's been picking up pre-orders at a Meijer on his way home from work. That store carries things that aren't available in the Kroger where he normally shops. An after-work pick up won't work now (before work would only work for a few items), and the nearest iteration of that chain is half an hour away. I don't think he'll want to trek out there on his days off. Maybe we can make it work once a month or every other month. Most of what they have that Kroger doesn't is frozen or shelf stable at room temperature. We'd have to store things in the basement, though.

I'll also have to figure out, in advance, when I need prescriptions picked up or other things that require a brief shopping trip. As in, the half and half has gone off or I forgot something critical on that week's grocery list and can't wait until next time. If I could walk better, I could take the bus for some of those things, but that's about a 3 hour trip, including time waiting for buses, so I strongly prefer not to do it trivially. When I do, it's likely to be the only thing I do that day.

Scott can, in theory, run errands before work, but it will require getting up earlier and getting out the door promptly. I think it will be feasible. We just haven't done this part of 2nd shift before. The last time Scott was on 2nd shift, we were on heavy lockdown and just doing without in order to avoid unnecessary trips into stores.
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This posting regularly thing is harder than I remember it being. Some of that is that my sense of time is kind of screwy these days; some of that is being out of the habit; some of that is simply not having much going on.

I've been trying to tidy up my reading/watching logs for posting, but while my lists are (probably) complete, I simply don't recognize many of the titles and need to look for blurbs to remind myself which story the title goes with. I recognize the stories most of the time, but the library catalogue blurbs are often kind of terrible and/or misleading.

Next week, Scott will be going back to 2nd shift. That means he'll work 3 p.m. to 11 p.m. instead of 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. This will put the two of us back on more or less the same schedule. I'm not sure how that will go. I'm definitely better off on several fronts (digestive issues are most immediately obvious that way) when I stay on that schedule, but I'm also out of practice at going to bed when Scott does.

Also, my body really, really wants the day to be 25 or 26 hours long. Maybe even 27 or 28 hours long.

The other complication of 2nd shift is that it will make Scott driving to East Lansing to bring Cordelia home considerably more difficult. He'd get there after midnight, and she's unenthusiastic about trying to deal with that because it will be past her normal bedtime. She's also unenthusiastic about looking at bus options because that would leave her and her stuff downtown and needing to get here somehow.

I think the problem here is, first, that she's never done it before and would rather not have to and, second, that she'll have to carry everything between the bus from East Lansing and the bus from downtown to here. I'm not clear on where the former might drop her off, but the most likely options involve either a few blocks and/or street crossings between or a mid-trip transfer once she's in Ann Arbor. Getting to our house from the nearest bus is two blocks by one route and four from another. The four block version involves a busy street and a quite steep hill, but has the advantage of running more often.

None of this is impossible, just less convenient for Cordelia. I expect that Scott would still drive her back on Sunday if he's not working, but we couldn't count on that. He will miss the driving time with Cordelia in the car. That's been their father-daughter hanging out time for the last year.

I keep having the impulse to go to UCon. I think it's mostly me wanting some of the things that con gave me when I was healthier/more energetic. I also keep thinking that maybe I could do something there to help Scott with all of his board games and such which is... I can't walk well, and I can't carry more than about 10 pounds. I'm pretty sure I'd be a hinderance in that respect. Also, all of the points I made to Scott about me getting upset and being miserable if I go are still valid.

I had been enjoying the convention less and less over the years. Scott has still really enjoyed it. There are games he only ever gets to play at the convention. We own a lot of board and card games, only a handful of which Scott's ever gotten to play. Cordelia dislikes games, generally, and I get so tense that I shake and, eventually, sprout a headache when I try to play anything competitive or that has a lot of time pressure.

(My sister and I both react this way, and we think it's shared trauma from our grandfather having attempted to teach us (ages 4 and 5) to play euchre and yelling at us for every mistake. We were both fine play Authors (effectively Go Fish but with matched sets of cards representing books by specific authors) with our other grandparents, and we both played gin and gin rummy with our parents.)

I think the convention thing is kind of akin to how I feel when the ARide drives me past neighborhoods I haven't explored but thought I would one day. I can't. I don't know that I'll ever be able to. It's a loss.

Scott will go, and he'll have fun. It won't be everything he hoped for, but it will be a thing he's doing that makes him happy. He needs more of those.
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Long time no post. I keep starting posts and then getting distracted and not finishing. At this point, I don't remember what I've said and what I haven't.

Cordelia is in her second year at university. She's still aiming for a psychology major. This year, she's aiming to stay on campus more weekends than she did last year (last year, she came home almost every weekend). We're only a month in, so it's too early to say how it will go.

My body has continued to disintegrate. I did months of hand OT and ended up with a couple of splints and some exercises. The splints keep my joints from hyper-extending, and the exercises help with the resulting muscle cramps.

I'm using a walker now, at least when I go out. It's a heavy thing that doubles as a portable seat so that I don't have to stand while waiting at bus stops. We got it so that, if I took a walk, I could stop and rest as I needed to. I can't use it for supporting my weight because I can't put that stress on my hands and wrists, but I do use it for balance. It works pretty well for that.

Back in May, I dropped my laptop while I was getting up. I caught it before it hit the floor, but I caught it edge-on on my left ankle. It's still swelling up and screaming at me when I do much of anything. I did a couple of months of PT, but we couldn't find anything that helped beyond ice and compression. I have to ration my time on my feet, so I can shower or do the dishes or go to an appointment. Heat (including warm showers) has tended to make the ankle worse, so the shower chair we got for me has been minimally useful as far as helping my ankle.

I took a lot of cold showers over the summer. I found them helpful for all of my joints. Now that it's getting chilly, cold showers are much less appealing.

I've had a couple of rheumatology appointments in the last year. The official diagnosis is 'benign joint hypermobility syndrome' which is one of those things that, if you google it, will come up with 95% of results saying, "Don't worry. Your child will grow out of it." The joint hypermobility diagnosis meant the rheumatologist I saw shoved me out the door because it's not inflammatory. He said EDS-h but declined to put that diagnosis on my record, just offered to send me some informational urls about it. I think he was mostly peeved that I can't take any of the medications he'd normally prescribe for pain.

I think that I'm hitting a barrier in having my pain taken seriously given that all I take is lots of acetaminophen and occasional naproxen. I'd take naproxen more if it didn't make me sick after about three days. It's just that naproxen is less nasty for me than all the other NSAIDs. Opiates are off the table due to my genotype-- I need higher than usual doses to get pain relief, and I metabolize what I take much more slowly than normal.

If it weren't for the pandemic and my logistical issues, I'd probably be exploring marijuana as an option. It's legal in this state. I just don't have easy access to cash or to transportation to any of the stores. I'm not willing to go online because I've got an extremely long list of things I can't have (when I tried CBD oil products, there was only one thing on the shelf that I could consume without getting ill). I can't smoke or vape due to asthma triggers.

We haven't had anyone in to clean in months. Cordelia's friend quit when her schedule got too full, and Scott said it was better not to spend the money ($20 a week). This unfortunately coincided with me becoming even less able to do cleaning. Scott's too overwhelmed and exhausted.

I suspect that, without the pandemic, I'd have noticed my loss of function/independence as a gradual thing. With the pandemic, I didn't really notice because I couldn't easily run errands or go to appointments or whatever for other reasons. We went out to dinner with Scott's family last week to celebrate our nephew's college graduation, and just sitting at the restaurant wiped me out for three days.

Scott will be going to UCon this weekend; I won't. He was a bit surprised, but when he thought about it, he realized that I was right about me going making both of us miserable. The convention changed their price structure, raising the weekend pass price, doing away with event fees, and doubling the number of hours of volunteering required to get a free weekend pass.

I had been thinking that I might pay the full price, run half the previously required hours of events, and see whether or not I was up to doing anything else. The last time there was an in-person UCon, I ran 8 hours of events and played 2 hours. My energy levels are unpredictable enough right now that running a 2 hour board game might wipe me out. Or it might not. There's no chance at all that I'm up to running a tabletop rpg. I enjoy those vastly more than I do board games, but they require a lot more energy to make them work, and I often don't notice until after just how exhausted I am. I also find hotel beds uncomfortable and can't safely eat the food on-site. There isn't anything I can do in the hotel room that I can't do more comfortably at home.

UCon is less than half an hour away from here by car, so Scott can get back quickly if I need him. It's the same sort of distance he'd have to travel to get here from work. That means I'm not particularly worried about being here alone. Well, not as long as we get a decent bit of grocery shopping in first.

I will have a lengthy post of fic announcements coming up soon. After that, I hope to catch up on some of my reading/watching logging in small bits. If I can post something small every day, I may be able to get back to posting regularly.

I'm not going to try to read things just yet, so I apologize for that in advance.
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So it's been a while since I last posted. I don't have any good reasons for that. Mostly it's that my attention span is kind of shot. I've half-written a lot of posts and then forgotten to finish or to post.

I've done a fair amount of writing, mostly things either as yet unrevealed or still in the anonymous period. I've got one story to finish by the end of the month and another due in the first week of December. Yuletide will be due not long after that, and while I have a solid idea, I haven't started writing yet.

I would like to write and post more than that by the end of the year, but I don't know that it will happen.

I'm still trying to figure out the right sleep/wake schedule for me so that I don't interfere with Cordelia's classes and choir rehearsals and so that I actually eat more than dried fruit, cheese, and almonds. The only good place for Cordelia to work is the dining room table, and me being in the kitchen is sometimes a problem for her since they're effectively the same room.

My hands, particularly the right hand, have been worse. My left knee has some weird thing going on, too, but that's only an issue if I kneel or otherwise put pressure around the kneecap. Then it feels a lot like a really deep rug-burn on top of a not quite healed burn.

Two weeks ago, we spent a day in the ER because I had bad vertigo. The triage nurse I talked to wanted me checked for a stroke. Nine hours later, they sent me home with instructions to keep doing the Epley maneuver and a warning that that might make things seem worse for a while but was still necessary.

I'm still having issues any time I tilt my head forward or back or to either side. Rolling over in bed is an issue, but at least there's no risk that will make me drop anything or fall.

My sister spent a lot of time telling me that it must be POTS. I pointed out that inner ear issues make more sense for the current acute symptoms.

She also maintains that I don't have anxiety. I just have physiological issues with my body being hair-trigger about adrenaline and such. In her opinion, that's not anxiety because it's not disordered thinking or PTSD. I told her that I don't see a functional difference between my body triggering my brain to panic and my brain triggering my body to panic. The external symptoms are the same. The situations that cause issues are the same.

I can't get useful treatment on either side, and I rather think that anxiety is more like headache or gas or nausea. It's a symptom that can be caused by many things and that can cause other problems. My sister thinks that 'anxiety' is like the flu or a broken bone, a condition with definite boundaries and meaning. It's not.

My sister's trying to say that I'm not mentally ill in a way that comes across to me as a judgment about physical illness being more acceptable. I'm pretty sure that she doesn't even realize that she's doing it. Her physiological explanation fits my symptoms, but that doesn't mean that I don't have anxiety.

I don't think she understood why I was angry with her about it. Why I'm still angry about it.

I've taken a couple of long walks in the last couple of months and a couple of shorter ones. I don't know that I'll be going out much in the next few months because I'm feeling the cold much more this year than in the last few years. This is about how I always used to feel normally in the winter, so I'm assuming that my body's settling toward full menopause. It's a little annoying to have the perimenopause overheating stop in October/November rather than, say, March or April or any time in the summer.

Cordelia has been accepted at all three schools to which she applied. At this point, we're waiting to find out about financial aid offers and about what her best friend plans to do. Her best friend is waiting to hear from the University of Michigan; if she goes there, Cordelia may choose to go to Eastern (which will, I suspect, offer the best aid package). If the friend doesn't get into U of M, they may both go to Michigan State since they've both been accepted there.

From Cordelia's point of view, the three schools she's looking at are about equal. She's interested in teaching or possibly being a school counselor or other educational support type. She's not clear on what all of the options are, and she needs a chance to explore the different options for it. Eastern, Western, and State all have decent education programs.

UCon was last weekend and entirely online. Scott was busy throughout. He ran several games, played in others, and did some ops shifts. I ran a game on Saturday that went well. The game I'd offered on Friday got no players, so I'll offer it again next year. I didn't play anything because I was fairly sure that I'd find figuring it all out too stressful to be fun.

I can't handle too many new things all at once, and I gave priority to being able to run events because I enjoy that more and have less opportunity to do it.

Scott's sister is putting heavy pressure on us to do an in person Thanksgiving. She says they'll do it 'however you need in order to be comfortable' but isn't accepting 'Zoom call' as our answer. We're not bending on this, though.

Scott's father helped him build a ramp off of the back porch. The steps that were back there had started crumbling from the inside and were prone to breaking under anyone who put weight in the wrong place. Scott thinks that a ramp will be easier for me, long term, and easier to keep ice-free once we have snow.

The library has closed again. I'm not sure how long it will be closed this time. Right now, they're saying at least until November 30th, but I wouldn't be surprised if it's longer. I have several books that I haven't touched, and having more time is a relief (especially in light of writing deadlines), but there are several holds waiting for me that I had been really looking forward to reading. Getting those via Overdrive will take at least two months and, in some cases, longer.
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Scott has to go in early tomorrow, so he's already in bed (it's 8 p.m. as I write. He'll be getting up around the time I usually go to sleep.

I've got a test scheduled for the 7th of October to see whether or not I have full on carpal tunnel. It involves needles and electricity and sounds thoroughly unpleasant. I'm not looking forward to it with any sort of pleasant anticipation.

I had energy today, so I did a lot of cooking. Nothing fancy, just dumping things into the instant pot and shoving pans into the oven. I cooked some cod, two types of chicken (I can't eat chicken thighs without reflux issues; Cordelia hates chicken breast) with potatoes and mushrooms. I found some brussel sprouts in the fridge, so I steamed them in the instant pot. I microwaved two ears of sweet corn (I don't eat it, but Scott and Cordelia do). We had a huge sweet potato in this week's Imperfect Foods box. I washed it, wrapped it in foil, and shoved into into a corner of the oven while the chicken cooked.

We got food delivered from Evergreen Wednesday because we had a Firefly session that evening. I still have leftovers and might eat them later this evening.

The Firefly session was fun. I was feeling reasonably good and awake, so I was able to think. My character was trying to investigate an artifact we'd found. She lacks the skills to do any sort of testing, but she could explain what she was looking for and why she wanted to know. The characters who can actually do the testing weren't quite sure why she wanted to do it, not at first.

Today, I mixed a can of Zevia ginger ale with a can of carbonated water and about three tablespoons of lime juice. The goal of this was to make the Zevia palatable to me, and I succeeded. Previous attempts haven't gone really well because they've usually intersected with migraine days. I was almost certain that the migraines were't caused by the Zevia because each occasion had other fairly clear explanations and because there's nothing in the Zevia that ought to give me trouble.

I did wonder if I had an upper limit for the amount of stevia I can handle in one day, but it seemed improbable.

UCon related )

Cordelia's had a week of classes now. Most of the instructors are still figuring out how to make things work and are finding their planned lessons either much too short or too long for the scheduled time.

Cordelia's really missing the social interaction. It's not just the between classes chatting. Normal classes include some time when the kids can talk to each other or, at the very least, exchange glances. Right now, Cordelia's crocheting during some lectures. She's done some classes in bed (which is apparently common) and some in the dining room (also common).

The dining room had the downside that the chairs are all terrible, so she and Scott went and bought a new chair. Scott put it together last night; Cordelia used it today and gives it two thumbs up.

Choir is going to be an issue for me because I wake up and want to make tea halfway through the period. I can be in the kitchen during choir, if I'm quiet, but I can't use anything that whistles or dings.

Skyline Blues poses a similar problem to food preparation because the rehearsals run two hours and put the kitchen off limits. For Blues, Cordelia wants us in our bedroom, the bathroom, or the basement for the duration because being reminded that we're in the house increases her anxiety about doing well.

I think the Skyline Blues stuff is mostly a matter of me and Scott adapting. We can make sure we have food before practice starts. I'm less sure about choir. The classes run just short of two hours, and I need 10-15 minutes to be able to make my tea. If I set an alarm and get up at 10:00, I can do it before choir. Otherwise, I can't do it until after 12:10. I'm mostly waking up between 11:00 or 11:30. Sometimes, I sleep as late as 1:00 (having gone to bed between 3:00 and 4:00 a.m.).

I keep meaning to work on shifting my schedule to an earlier bedtime, but my body keeps wanting me to stay up later every successive night. I think my internal clock might be expecting a 24.5 hour day or something.

I've leveled up in Ingress. Almost all of the points involved in that came from recharging portals since I haven't gone out much in the last several months. I need one badge in order to attain level 16 (currently working on 15, so it will be a long time). At the beginning of this year, I assumed that I'd be getting the 4th level in Trekker for distance walked sooner than any of the other options, but I think I'm going to have to try for one of the others (I think it's called Sojourner), the one for playing daily for so many days in a row. I hadn't wanted to commit to 360 daily treks to the nearest portal, but I'm more than halfway there because of how they shifted what counts toward it.

I'm just concerned that I'll miss a day and have to start over. 360 consecutive days is a lot. I'm at 184 days now, and it's something I'm currently capable of doing, but...

I've put in a grocery order for pickup. I'm not sure whether the substitution thing was toggled on or off because the state wasn't marked in either position. The last time I ordered for pickup, I said no substitutions, so I'm hoping that will hold.

In many cases, it's better to get nothing at all than to get whatever the Kroger employee thinks is the closest match. I mean, the half and half would be fine, but the wrong hummus cups would mean I couldn't eat them. I picked a loaf of bread that didn't contain anything that would make me sick, but some other whole wheat breads do and so do other breads from the same company.
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I've been getting more migraines the last four months than I consider normal for me. I suspect that most of them are perimenopause related. During the years when I took oral contraceptives, I had vastly more migraines with one pretty much any time I got less than eight hours of sleep (I didn't realize that the contraceptives were a problem until after Cordelia was born when I went back on them and suddenly had migraines again). I've also had issues with menstrual migraines for about 35 years; those generally hit the first or second day of my period but will occasionally ambush me the day before.

The big series of migraines in August were all in the week before a period (which lasted 18 days). The period before that was in April. The one before that was in October. I'm definitely hoping for August's being the last one forever.

Cordelia auditioned for Skyline Blues, her school's competitive choir. We don't know that they'll have any face to face rehearsals or performances at all this school year, but it's pretty clear that they won't have any in 2020. The director would like to, I think, but she also understands that it would be irresponsible and dangerous.

Cordelia, testing, and college applications )

I had a bunch of blood tests done last Wednesday. Scott was going in for a fasting blood draw and a couple of vaccinations, so I went with him and did my own fasting blood draw. I wasn't in time to schedule a flu shot, though.

My A1c is down a little bit. It's gone from 6.3 to 6.1. I have no explanation for that change except that I slept better when Cordelia stopped needing to get up for school. My diet has gotten more restricted in terms of vegetable intake (there's almost nothing I can digest safely) but hasn't otherwise altered. I'm exercising less.

Starting the 2020/2021 school year )

Scott is kind of buried in cider season overtime at present. He had to call in to take Cordelia to the ACT on Saturday as he (and everyone else) was scheduled to work both Saturday and Sunday. He might get a day this upcoming weekend, but he also might not. If he hadn't called in, by Friday, he'd have worked twelve days straight. They worked Labor Day and the Saturday of Labor Day weekend.

Scott found out from the guy who took over the scheduler job that they actually did set up some guidelines for prioritizing orders and for which customers merit upsetting previously locked in scheduling and which don't. Unfortunately, the parent company's requests are always allowed to do it, and those folks seem to think that bottles materialize instantly, upon request. Scott's company doesn't have any way to store product, so they can't stockpile anything. That means that a Friday order for Monday delivery requires weekend work.

Writing projects and such )
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I'm still not reading here regularly. I'm reading more library books, both ebooks and paper, and finding other ways to fill my time. I get a bit overwhelmed when I think about trying to catch up.

I'm also still having a lot of hand/wrist issues. I've figured out how to minimize the pain and numbness, but I'm still prone to misjudging how long I can afford to keep typing. It doesn't usually hit me until hours later, sometimes, even a day later. The problems accumulate.

Cordelia took part two of drivers' training last week. It was several hours of lecture followed by a test. The class was held in the parking lot with each student bringing their own chair. They skipped the films they'd normally have shown.

We haven't tried to schedule the actual licensing test. Cordelia wants more time to practice parallel parking since she's not comfortable with that yet.

I've written a couple of exchange stories that haven't yet been revealed, and I'm working on three different writing projects and trying to figure out how I want to deal with UCon. That last requires some experimentation with platforms and with what our WiFi can handle in terms of me and Scott running games at the same time. I've asked Scott for help, but this is the worst time of year for scheduling anything that needs his participation.

The two probable options are him running in BlueJeans while I run in Discord or both of us running in BlueJeans. He's spending a lot of time working on investigating other platforms so that UCon can give their potential GMs some solid information about their options. I could probably get by with audio only and maybe some stuff on Gdocs, but I'd like to have video, too.

My body has reset the clock on menopause again. This period has been going for two weeks now.

Stuff about writing )

Cut for COVID discussion and risk taking relatives )

I'm having trouble managing my library holds. The decontamination delays and low staffing levels make it difficult to judge how long something will take. I've been trying to request only things that are actually on the shelf at the branch where we pick up holds, but it still sometimes takes two weeks for those to be available. I don't think there are good options in that direction in terms of predictability.

I want 4-8 CDs, 1-3 DVDs, and about 10 books (counting comics/graphic novels) a week. I'll only ever finish about half of those books, but it's usually not due to running out of time as much as there being a lot of things that I get a little way into and just don't want to finish.
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I've skipped three family gatherings this month; Scott and Cordelia have gone to all of them. I feel kind of bad about it, but I also know that Scott's parents are not being very careful. They're a risk to us, and Scott is a risk to them (and to me and Cordelia, but us avoiding him isn't feasible given the givens).

The gathering I missed on Saturday was for our niece's graduation party. They only had a few people at a time, and it was all in their backyard, but I feel like it was very unnecessary. I'm not sure how our niece felt about it, though.

I slept through a lot of the day. Cordelia says that I actually looked ill-- kind of groggy and vacant (she used the word 'dopey'). I eventually figured out that it was a migraine. My head didn't start hurting until quite late in the day, and even then, it felt like a sinus issue. Still, when I took naratriptan, all of the symptoms started to fade.

The main thing that I knew during most of the day was that I was falling over exhausted in spite of having slept well and that my general pain levels were way, way down. I expect my ordinary, walking around pain levels to be between a 5 and a 7. Saturday, I was between a 0 and a 2 for everything but my neck and head. It was weird, and I could tell that something was really off, but 'suddenly I don't hurt!' isn't a symptom that medical professionals have generally considered worthy of note.

I rather think that it should be, though, because it's really major shift without any explanation.

UCon play testing )

I have ordered some mugs. Now that Cordelia's filling and running the dishwasher, my single 16 ounce mug isn't getting washed reliably. She says she's never sure whether or not I'm going to want it again before the dishwasher would be done. I think it's mostly that she doesn't look for dirty dishes anywhere except the sink and right next to the sink. She often doesn't check the stove and overlooks cups and mugs in the living room.

At any rate, I had a hard time coming up with the right search terms to find what I wanted. I spent a couple of hours on it. I found a lot of very pretty things that claimed to be microwave and dishwasher safe but that looked unlikely to be. I wanted to avoid anything that narrowed much at the base as I'm likely to jostle my mugs. I wanted a solid handle that's big enough for me not to scorch my fingers.

I also wanted something that I wouldn't hate looking at. Most of the things I liked were too small (half of them were 11 ounce; the other half were 15. I wanted 16-20). I decided to avoid text because at least 95% of it was stuff I wouldn't want to see every day, either because it said something like 'Dog Mom' which I'm not or because it had a joke or an inspirational quotation or a political statement. Seriously, I just want a pretty picture or a pretty design.

Cordelia and yarn )
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I like the lighter weight of the new laptop a lot. I feel less like I'm constantly about to drop it. I also like the fact that I can put it to sleep with Chrome open and not have it crash when I try to wake it up.

I am a little sad that I no longer have a functional version of Scrivener. I never really found it useful for writing, but earlier this year (right around when my hands got bad), I had an idea for using it to organize my saved fic prompts and plot bunnies. The recipe template looked promising. I just have no idea how feasible it would be in terms of my own workflow and preferences. The upfront conversion time investment would be massive, and I might never do it because of that.

Shelling out for a Scrivener upgrade simply in order to find out whether or not it'll work better than my current practice (dumping prompts into documents with confusing names and occasionally reorganizing and/or culling them) seems kind of silly right now. Maybe in a year or three.

I let myself get distracted yesterday and didn't finish an Overdrive ebook that I was enjoying. It expired about an hour after I got up today, and I was only 68% through it. Getting the ebook again will take a long time, so I've put a hold on the paper version. There are copies of that on the shelf, so getting one shouldn't take more than two weeks.

Death of a neighbor. Few details )

UCon has announced that they'll be online this year rather than face to face. I'd been expecting that because the convention is in November. I'm pretty sure that they needed to let the venue know at a good distance out from the date.

We know some of the organizers, and Scott will be helping some of them test a couple of different platforms for running boardgames. They were supposed to play Flash Point last night, but the other person was ill, so it's delayed until tonight. Hopefully, it will happen.

I'm not sure if I'll participate in the convention this year. I'm not sure that I want to fight the technological challenges involved. I would like to run some role playing scenarios, but I'm not convinced that a virtual convention will be as welcoming for that.

I had been thinking to experiment with GMing online, but I put the idea on hold when I started having issues with my hands. The new laptop handles audio and video better than the old one did, though, so it may be time to look at that again.
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I managed to get everything written before UCon, but as it turned out, the game I was to run on Friday morning didn't get any players. I hadn't slept well Thursday night, so I was exhausted and kind of tipped over sideways. Scott ended up taking me home so that I could nap because there was no chance at all of us getting our hotel room six hours before check in time.

I ended up not doing anything much at all on Friday. Saturday and Sunday were better. I got two players for the Saturday morning, and Scott played, too. It was a good game, all talk as I'd hoped it would be. One of the players was a real shark in negotiations and got really into character.

I played in an rpg while Scott ran XCom that afternoon. I had generic tickets and kind of wandered around looking for a game that needed a player. I ended up in a beta test for a game called Xenolinguistics. It was fairly enjoyable. I think the game is meant to run without a GM; the designer was one of the convention's guests.

Saturday evening, I played in Scott's Flash Point game. We were playing in a building with three floors-- basement, first floor, and second floor-- and hazardous materials. We got extremely lucky. All of the hazardous material ended up on the same floor, so my hazmat specialist was actually able to get to all of them before the fire did. We had a little bit of trouble with explosions in the basement. Those damage the ceiling above and can break a hole in the floor that way, but we kept putting those markers on the part of the board for the 2nd floor because it was next to the basement board (which is separate from board that holds both the 1st and 2nd).

I got five players for four seats in my boardgame event on Sunday. The extra player was a friend of two of the others, and he sat in. Ghost Fightin' Treasure Hunters is a cooperative game, so everyone was contributing ideas for each player's choices. We did three games. The players won only the first one, but I think they all wanted to play again. I wonder if, next year, I could run two boards on adjacent tables.

Our local niece (as opposed to the two in Seattle) joined us for Sunday. I think she played two events, both with Scott, and the two of them played something from the Games Library collection until nearly 5:30. The convention officially ended at 4:00. I enjoyed Sunday more than I expected I would.

All I bought during the convention was a few dice, 3 d8 and 2 D12. I'm not sure if Scott bought anything.

Cordelia's choir participated in a three school concert tonight. Her school only had two choirs there. The hosting school had at least half a dozen, quite possibly more. (There wasn't a printed program.) Scott's parents came down to attend.

I find listening to choir music with English lyrics frustrating unless I know the piece because I can't follow the words most of the time. It might as well be instrumental. Well, no. It's harder for me because I understand fragments. I keep struggling and trying to comprehend more.
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This morning started with a migraine. I got somewhere between 4 and 5 hours of sleep before I woke and couldn't manage to fall asleep again after. I was in that weird state of being too near to sleep to be able to get up to do anything about the headache but also hurting too much to manage sleep. I've been functioning at less than 50% mentally all day.

Thursday evening, there was a choir thing at Cordelia's high school, a parents' meeting for information about a trip to Spain that she doesn't intend to go on. I dithered a lot about whether or not I should try to go. It was fairly cold out, and with the meeting starting at 7:30, I expected a bus once an hour which might mean sitting at the bus stop for a very long time before being able to get into the building or after the meeting.

I wanted a better idea of the timing, so I looked at the bus website. The ride planner told me that I couldn't get to the school between 3:14 p.m. and 8:00 p.m. unless I walked a considerable distance (estimated as 20 minutes). I'm very nearly certain that it is possible to get there by bus between those times, but I wasn't willing to risk it. I also wasn't keen on spending between $30 and $40 to attend a meeting about something that Cordelia doesn't want and that we really couldn't afford if she did want.

I ended up sending the school board an email about the accessibility issues of having evening events at the school. The nearest bus stops are on the other side of the highway from the school. The highway exit ramps let out on traffic circles. The lighting is lousy, and there aren't sidewalks or any allowances for pedestrian traffic. It's not a safe walk in full daylight. I wouldn't want to do it at 7 p.m. which is full dark here at this time of year.

I pointed out that I can't possibly be the only parent who doesn't have access to a car all of the time and/or can't drive. I also can't possibly be the only one who considers cabs/Uber/Lyft prohibitively expensive for anything that's not life essential. The school has been there more than a decade, and the district and city have done damn all to make it safe for pedestrians to get there. 90% of the city of Ann Arbor is on the other side of the highway from the school, and the city is zoned for three high schools, so most of the students live on the other side of the highway, too.

One of the main barriers for Cordelia in doing extracurriculars is transportation. All of the kids who stay for those have to get on one city bus. She was pretty constantly stressed about whether or not everyone would fit and what would happen to people who couldn't get on or who missed the bus. School policy is that the kids can't wait in the building without adult supervision. There's a lot of emphasis on penalties for being in the wrong place.

This is the same school that made her think that they were going to close the building and kick all the kids out into the parking lot in a snowstorm to find their own way home. Cordelia doesn't trust them.

At any rate, even though it was around 7 p.m. when I sent the message, I got an email from the superintendent of schools less than two hours later. She said they're going to try to figure out a solution. I'm not sure what they can do, but I hope that this eventually goes somewhere. I've been meaning to complain the last 2.5 years, so it's past time that I did. I pointed out that the access issues most strongly affect poor families and parents with disabilities. I think I actually said 'ADA.'

I also finally sent an email to our representative in the state house to ask why Michigan law doesn't penalize bad faith by insurance companies. I don't know that that will go anywhere, but it definitely wasn't going anywhere without me asking.

I've made more progress on my UCon games. I think the space scenario is only going to need about another hour of work. A lot of what I want to happen in the game doesn't need to be in the character sheets or the setting material. I'd probably have gotten it done today if I'd had a reasonable amount of sleep. The superhero scenario will need quite a lot more than that, but I'm more optimistic about getting it done.

I have no idea why I'm still awake now. Hopefully tonight will be better than last night and tomorrow better than today.
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I have to return something I ordered for Scott for Christmas because they shipped me the wrong item. I'm cranky about that because I'm not convinced that they actually have the right item. It's been hard to find for a while.

Mom has received our signed letters, so she'll be going forward with things over the next few days. I'm hoping that the management company will decide that we don't need to go to court once they see that I have an attorney and that I'm not going to run out of money to pay her.

Social Security has sent me a short form to fill out as a review of my status with them. I read the instructions last night but didn't completely understand them. They're asking about the last two years but only gave three lines for me to list medical appointments I've had. I need to figure out if they only care about the most recent three (hands, persistent cough, bronchitis) or if I need to attach a supplemental list. The latter makes more sense to me, but the ways of bureaucracy are mysterious.

At least I can honestly say that I've discussed going back to work with my doctor and that she's said it's a terrible idea.

Scott is working today. He'll be off tomorrow and then will start working 2nd shift on Monday. He and I still haven't quite worked out the scheduling logistics. I know that that really needs to wait until we see how late he gets home and how long it takes him to wind down, shower, and get to bed.

I suspect that the best sleeping schedule I'm going to get out of it will be bed between 1 and 2 a.m., up at 5:45 a.m., back to bed at 7 a.m., up for the day at noon. I may need to take something at 7 a.m. in order to go back to sleep as it can take me two plus hours to fall asleep again at that point. I kept a similar schedule during the first couple of years after I stopped working, but that was before Cordelia, and I don't know if my body will cooperate now.

I'm having a friend over for a couple of hours today for a scheduled at the last minute write-in. She's going to work on her Yuletide sign up; I'm going to try to get one of my UCon games ready to go. If I manage that by the end of the weekend, I'll probably sign up for Yuletide. I'm not holding my breath that it will happen, though.

Today is, hopefully, the last day that Cordelia's friend and her brother will be on their own. We've been checking up on them, but I've worried that they wouldn't tell us if they needed something they see as small. They live close to a grocery store and have money, so things like needing fresh milk or what-have-you aren't likely to be difficult for them to deal with.

Their parents are due back around midnight tonight. They're returning from a funeral in Pakistan, and I worry about the bit where they're coming back into the US. They're both US citizens, but I don't trust the way that such things are currently handled and fear they may have trouble due to traveling while Muslim.

Is it entirely paranoid that I kind of want to have the kids here tonight, just in case their parents do run into trouble? I don't want to explain why to the kids since it all might be fine (although it may well be a thing they're worried about, so I suppose the real question is whether or not they see the potential benefit).

Maybe pizza and movies for them and Cordelia? They live across the street from a library branch and could pick out some DVDs to bring. They're also only a short bus ride from here and could manage that part of things without needing me or Scott. It's even a reasonable walk in good weather.
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We got the LTD stuff printed, signed, and mailed yesterday. It got complicated because of some incompatibility between the documents, the ancient version of Word we have, and our printer. I ended up having to C&P all of the documents into Pages in order to fix the problem.

Basically, it was all good until I edited the dates to replace the '__' my mother had put in for the day of the month. At that point, for reasons beyond my understanding all of the margins became ridiculous and unfixable. The printer kept informing me that some of the text was going to be off the edge of the page. I reset the margins to 1.0" on all sides, and the result still lost words off the edge on both sides of the page and off the bottom. When I let the printer set the margins, it went with a narrow column of text with 2.5" margins on the right and the left and 6.5" margins on the bottoms of the page. It looked ridiculous and turned 7 page document into a 20 page one.

My mother apparently wrote everything in Libre Office but saved it in Word format. The most recent version of Word on my laptop is 2015. I think the only thing I lost in the C&P was the page numbers, and that was mostly because I didn't think about adding them back in to the Pages version.

Scott took all of the signed documents to the post office and paid for fast delivery. I'm not sure if he went for next day or what.

We had a game session last night for Scott's Firefly game. I was feeling sufficiently better to be able to stay upright through the whole thing (knowing that bed wasn't far away helped because I could have gone to lie down any time I needed to). We really wanted to get a session in before Scott starts working 2nd shift. We discussed options for weekend sessions, but I don't see one of those happening before UCon.

We are hoping, though, to have some gatherings with parts of the group so that various members can review the board games they'll be running. I'm running a co-op board game with rules that can be adjusted in difficulty, and I need to remind myself of which rules apply at each level. I'm probably running it on Sunday, and I'm going to be brain fried, so review can only help.

Scott's running five or six board games. He doesn't need to review all of them, but he's got some supplementary material for Flashpoint that he hasn't tried before. He wants to get a feel for how that plays before the convention. I think at least one of the other games is a thing he's never had a chance to play.

I haven't started pulling together words for my UCon table top rpg scenarios. One of them is using characters and a setting that I used last year. I think that getting that one ready to go will be straightforward because it's mainly a matter of updating the characters to allow for in-game-world time having passed. I don't have a firm plot for it yet, but I think that updating the characters will give me one.

The other scenario will be harder because the characters are still squishy in my head and have a lot of details that I'd like to let the players decide. I have to decide how many factions I'll have (I have no idea how many players I'll get, so I'm going to have to be flexible). I think I need to start with a timeline for the backstory which is a real world alternate history going back about 300 years. I want to keep it close to our history, but having it completely unchanged for that long doesn't make sense when I'm throwing in a tiny and widely scattered population with inheritable superpowers. Most of them have been trying hard not to be noticed, but three centuries is a long time, and the widely scattered part means a lot of people making decisions in isolation.

I'm considering asking a couple of people if they'd be interested in a write-in this weekend as I think that might help me focus. Scott will be working on Saturday, and he and Cordelia will be doing a choir fundraiser most of Sunday (leaf raking with Scott driving). There are two people I can invite even on short notice who might be able to attend. If I get even one person, it would help me focus.

I'll invite our niece, too, but she's very busy with her school related stuff, so I don't expect she'd be able to attend. I wouldn't mind her coming and studying her AP whatever, but her driving down here to do it would waste an hour of her weekend.

Scott will be working from 1 to 7 today. It's vacation coverage. He and the other person who could be pulled in for the shift decided to split it rather than have either of them work the entire 12+ hours. The current plan is for Scott to get the house ready for me to give out candy this evening-- Our front steps are small enough that opening the screen door risks knocking people off, so he's going to slide up the middle panel of the door to let me hold the bowl out through the door. I'm not sure if he's going to do a jack o'lantern or not.

My hopes for the morning involve him cleaning off the blades of the fan in our bedroom and changing our sheets. I don't trust myself to stand on the bed for the fan cleaning, and right before washing the sheets is the best time for dumping a lot of dust on them. There's no way to clean the fan that won't put dust on half our bed. Sheets that are about to be washed make a reasonable drop cloth.

I should have called Cordelia's best friend last night. Her parents have left the country for a funeral, and she and her brother are alone in their apartment. They're both responsible kids, and I trust them, but I'm the adult who's on call if they need something. I need to check in to be sure that they don't have anything that seems too trivial for calling/emailing me but that's actually an easy fix.

I think I'm also on call in case the parents are delayed in coming back to the US. They're both naturalized US citizen, but they've gone to Pakistan and look like Pakistani Muslims (because that's their family background). I don't know how aware the kids are of that as a risk, but I'm worried about it.

Today's to-do list:
Insurance claim forms
Dishes
Removal of blankets and pillows from bed
Fan cleaning
Removal and washing of dirty sheets
Putting clean sheets on the bed and putting the blankets and pillows back
Moving things out of the cleaning lady's way so that she can get at the floors
Finding a missing form that I need to turn in on Monday
Make two phone calls
Depending on what I get from one of those, possibly go and get flu shots
Have Scott schedule a dental appointment
Have Cordelia schedule a dental appointment
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My hands and wrists were very cranky with me last night. I think I’m noticing it more because the prednisone lowered my pain levels for almost a week.

I’m still wobbly and having issues with my ears feeling blocked. I’m not all the way to dizzy, but I am at a point where I feel unsafe without a wall or counter or something else solid within a step or two. Heat helps with the drainage and so do certain ways of sitting/lying. Sadly, the useful ways of sitting make other things hurt. As far as I can tell, the problem is mostly muscle tightness in my jaw and neck. Sudafed and mucinex help considerably less than heat does, and the blocked feeling doesn't include pain, so I'm currently assuming it's purely mechanical.

I’m not sure I’m going to sign up for Yuletide this year. I’m feeling overwhelmed without taking that on. I love the exchange, and I got some amazing stories last year, but I don’t know if I can write anything to order right now. Maybe I can treat, but I think it's entirely likely that I'll not write anything new during the remaining months of this year.

Of course, some of this is me looking at the nomination coordination posts and not seeing things I’d want to offer. I tend to feel discouraged during early Yuletide discussions anyway simply because there are so many things I've never heard of or already know I'm not likely to enjoy. I might nominate a couple of popular for Yuletide fandoms that I'd like to treat in order to free up other people to nominate less popular things, and I'll look at the 5 minute fandom requests once the tagset is complete.

Mom came to town Monday afternoon. She rented a small apartment outside of town. She spent most of Tuesday trying to get her computer (brought from their house on the other side of the state) to admit that the rental's WiFi existed. She got that late on Tuesday by plugging her phone into the computer. She's not sure why that helped given that the phone doesn't have any sort of data plan.

She spent most of yesterday afternoon asking me and Scott questions about things I can and can't do and about the times when I respond irrationally (Scott and Cordelia agree that I do that much more than I thought I did. I don't actually necessarily notice when I have done it, though, so they're more likely to be correct than I am.)

I think I need to explain that my agoraphobia has two branches. The first is fear that I'm going to misjudge what my body can handle and fall or otherwise injure myself. Historically speaking, I've done this a few times a year. The less I go out, the less it happens. Any plan for going out also has to include a plan for what I do if my body breaks on me, for how I get home if I can't breathe or can't see or can't walk or can't spend more that a few minutes away from a toilet.

The second fear is that I'm going to get upset or be surprised by something and not be able to handle it without raising my voice and/or punching someone. I haven't punched anyone since I was about 12, but when I'm panicking, my physical and mental energy shifts to attack mode. It's much harder to walk away from an interaction with a clerk in a store or with a bus passenger than it is to walk away from an email or chat exchange.

It’s not so much that I’m afraid of going out and/or being in places with a lot of people. I’m afraid of the side effects of me getting surprised. Places with more people have more likelihood for me not to be able to withdraw or to put my strategies for retreat/self-protection into effect. There’s also more likelihood that I’ll be startled and respond without thinking.

I don’t like dense crowds because they make me helpless to take care of myself. The people are obstacles rather than threats.

Scott's work schedule is kind of ridiculous. Monday and Tuesday, he worked 12 hours on the factory floor. He had yesterday and today off (I think he has tomorrow off too) but will work 12 hours both days during the weekend. It's going to be 12 hour shifts with odd days off up through Thanksgiving (which makes UCon an iffy proposition. He's scheduled to work the Friday, and I'm supposed to run a game that morning. Probably the best solution is going to be me getting a room for Thursday night). He's finding the work physically exhausting in ways that worry me. There's a dangling possibility that he might be able to go back to scheduling if he can reach the point of that not wrecking him psychologically, but I hate to hope for it because it really was bad for him.

The coworker (now back on the factory floor) who had the scheduler job before Scott has told Scott that he, too, had a panic attack during his first cider season. Not too surprisingly, this makes me more frustrated with the company.

I need to see if I can get Scott out of bed. It's 11 a.m., and I need to make phone calls. I'd rather not do them while he's home, but that would mean delaying them about a week since none of them can be made outside of business hours. I also can't, in good conscience, make them while he's asleep because I get loud. I can't really put off the call to the dentist because I need a note from them by early next week and because they're closed on Fridays.
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Cut for length. Some discussion of health/anxiety/depression/pain and disability )

Please assume I haven't seen anything posted here since early August. I haven't even been opening the DreamWidth tab.
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It occurred to me that some of you might be interested in what I wrote as a setting for my UCon game.

UCon game setting )
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I ended up coming home before Scott's game. I was headachy and exhausted. I knew I could keep myself going by eating pretty constantly, but it didn't seem worthwhile. If I'd stayed, Scott would have felt that he needed to come home as soon as he could. Of course, he then came home as soon as he could anyway.

I need to figure out a better way to do the convention next year so that I'm not too exhausted to do anything the whole time. I spent all of my spoons on running my games, and I enjoyed that, but if we're going to get a hotel room and pay for the convention, it would be nice if I did more than what I managed. I only played two hours of games that I wasn't running. There were 15 hours of games on Friday and 16 on Saturday. I'm not sure what the hours were today. I ran 6 hours and played 2.

I think the key thing is how terrible the week before the convention was. One way to go would be to stop running rpgs so that I have less preparation required, but... Running an rpg is the primary point of me going in terms of things I enjoy at the convention. Maybe if I write the scenario in January/February so that I don't end up in the looming deadline writer's block hell again?

Getting the scenario written ought not to have been the huge stressor that it turned into. I just kept having things I needed to get done that had higher priority and took longer than I expected. I need to remember that I can't compress the time necessary to write something by taking out the down time in the middle. That down time is part of the process. My brain will take its weekends off because they're necessary, so not scheduling to include them...

Cordelia and I got some leaves off the lawn and into the bin for pick up. We could have gotten more if Scott had picked up some bags. He prefers not to spend the money on the bags the city accepts and just to use the bin. I'd kind of like to just get them all gone at once, but he's usually the one who does all of the work.

I unpacked most of our things, and I'm running laundry. After that's done, I'll run the dishwasher. The sheets need changing, and I've got some forms I ought to fill out, but those are for tomorrow.

Including the writing for the UCon game, I'm at about 13.5K words for November so far. I didn't sign up for NaNo and am not going to spend the month focused on a single project. I'd like to finish my DCU mini bang even though I missed my posting date, and I need to write my Yuletide assignment. I know what I need to do for both and will probably give the latter priority.
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The person who pre-registered for my board game event, Ghost Fightin' Treasure Hunters, didn't show, but I got a player wandering by with a generic who asked about playing when she saw me set up. Then Scott joined with a generic, and a guy with a 'play games all weekend' ribbon asked to join, both of them in the middle of the first turn. There are four game pieces for players, and the game is balanced for three or four (with two players, each player is supposed to run two characters).

The game has several different rules that can be added to make a game more difficult. We played the first game on a moderate difficulty level and won. Then we added another difficulty factor and lost when we were only about halfway to victory. The board is a floorplan for a haunted mansion. The standard mechanics involve adding ghosts most turns while the characters try to retrieve gems scattered throughout the building. We played first with the gem numbering hidden and with needing to remove them in order. Then we played with that rule and with cards in the ghost placement deck that, when active, locked some of the doors.

I think the version with locking doors is probably winnable, but it's winnable only if the dice are kind. I have a strategy idea in mind to try next time, but I'm not sure it will work.

The vendors' room is about 50% crafts this year. We bought a couple of things, a new dice bag for me, a bookmark for Cordelia, and a couple of stickers for Cordelia, and are considering some other things, mostly for Cordelia.

Scott and I played a two hour rpg called Costume Fairies. I wanted something low pressure and silly, and Scott was a bit reluctant, but there was only one player at the table, and the GM looked semi-desperate. It was thoroughly silly because a lot of it was aimed at coming up with ways to fracture the story logic in order to make the story cooperate. Scott even got into it by the end. I think that seeing me having fun helped.

We tried the room for the RPGs on demand group, but even though we were in the (not very large) room for several minutes, no one so much as acknowledged our presence. Their advertising in the con book is basically asking for players to show up with generic tickets at specific start times and figure out, with the GMs in the room, what to play, up to four different games in each time slot. We were there at the posted time, and there were other people there, but...

Scott wanted to play a WWI horror game (mostly for the opportunity to try the system) in the time slot where we played the Costume Fairies game, but he didn't want to play it enough to play it without me. I had said before that I wasn't all that interested because the blurb made it clear that the characters were WWI military men. I can play a male character, but I don't generally choose scenarios where there won't be female characters at all.

We're trying to figure out logistics for tomorrow. Check out is at noon. Scott will be running a game from 11 to 3. He could take me home before that, or I can try to stay out and about until after he's done. If I find a game to play, that will be easy enough, but I may not be able to. On the other hand, going home before his event pretty much means I lose the option of playing anything at all tomorrow. I'm not sure which way to go with it.
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I'm truly exhausted right now. Scott managed to get us checked into our hotel room early, so I was able to come up here as soon as my game was done. I kind of want to nap, but I can't get myself to fall asleep.

My game went well. I had three players, and each ran two characters. All three players were energetic and interested in trying creative approaches to the problems. They all said that they'd enjoy playing in another game in the same setting with the same or different characters.

Scott and I are cranky with each other. Several things went wrong last night in terms of things that needed doing that should have been done sooner. The final disaster was that Scott had to drive to work at 10:30 p.m. to set his out-of-office email message. He'd spent about half an hour trying to set it from home and couldn't get the website to save the status change.

That meant that neither he nor I got to sleep until after midnight. We snapped at each other all morning. Scott felt that I was fussing over trivia, and I felt that I couldn't rely on him to get things done efficiently.

He's currently running a game of Flashpoint (a cooperative board game about firefighters).

Our current plan is for Cordelia to stay home while we're here since she's not interested in the convention. She's a bit tempted by the idea of staying in a hotel room simply because it's different, but she also likes the idea of having the house to herself.
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We had people through, putting get out the vote flyers inside our screen door, twice in an hour yesterday. Democrats both times, with identical flyers, so I assume that someone made a mistake in assigning areas. If there'd been more time between, I'd just assume they were trying to be sure people actually looked at the voting guide and such.

Scott and Cordelia stopped at the library on their way home from leaf raking. They took a further trip out to return things to the Traverwood library. I'd been considering trying to take the bus downtown because we weren't sure how late they'd be, but I put it off for a while, and they got to the library half an hour before the bus I was going to take. (Part of putting it off was me hoping that they'd be able to do it. Part of it was me trying to finish some things so that I could return them. Part of it was me being in pain.)

I spent a lot of yesterday working on my UCon game and snarling over the fact that the number crunching part wasn't going anywhere. I'm rethinking my approach on that because I'm pretty sure it's stalled for a reason. Instead of fighting with it, I'm going to answer some emails/DW comments today (if I don't get to yours and you really need a reply, maybe poke me again? Things get buried in my inbox and never found again).

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