State of the Weekend

Because, heck, if I can’t bore you with details of my life, who can I bore?

FRIDAY
Star Wars RPG at Doyce’s house. Dag’s become the Master Pilot of the group, which I suppose has its advantages. The current adventure in the “Prince of Alderaan” campaign is much more scattered than some of the preliminary adventures Doyce ran us through — less of a “dungeon crawl,” more of everyone having their own threads to pursue. Dag gets back to pursuing Nayda’s disappearance (in the company of his mysterious double) next time — and with an additional level, to boot.

SATURDAY
Margie took Kitten Duty in the morning, which I had been ready to take on (since she was sick), but she thwarted me by saying “Go back to sleep.” My will sapped by being damned sleepy, I complied, and ended up with a good nine hours under my belt. Or someplace.

I tried to return the favor by taking Kitten with me out front while I did spring cleaning on the yard — chopping down the old grasses and other shrubbery that needs pre-new-growth pruning. While Katherine played with sidewalk chalk, I also filled up the watering sacks by the trees, and looked at all the bulbs already rising from the mulch.

I’m worried about the yard this year. Water restrictions look like they’ll be harsh, which means no new plantings, and the old plantings (even the drought-tolerant ones) may suffer mightily.

That done, I went in and noodled about online, putting together my game log from the previous night (unheard of!) and leveling Dag to 8th.

I got sucked into a discussion about Iraq and the current Nuclear Posture Report (well, current as of a year ago) on a e-mail discussion list I belong to. That ended up taking a lot more time and effort than I’d have thought, since it’s more difficult to participate in a dialog than to simply put forth (as on my blog).

SUNDAY
Margie took a sick day from church, so I took Katherine, then we all got back together, did brunch, and then went on the normal Alpha shopping at Costco and Safeway.

In the afternoon, I tried to catch up with other household necessities, including ordering magazines from my nephews’ school fund-raiser, and getting this month’s comic book order filled out. On the latter, I dropped some marginal titles, which made me feel virtuous.

MONDAY
I’ve been feeling worn out and listless and unable to concentrate this morning. I don’t know if I’m just tired — my sleep hasn’t been abnormally short, but Margie’s coughing has been waking me up a few times (concerning which I feel worse for Margie than myself, of course) — or if I’m the third domino to drop in our Household Illness Fest. Hopefully the former, since it looks to be a very hectic week.