Packing for the weekend

 Just now I saw a friend doing pistol squats, and I was impressed. So I tried it, and it worked, even getting back up, and I was surprised. Then Keldor woke me, and now I understand why it felt so easy. Everything is so much easier to do with my dream body! My first clue should have been the part where it has been more than 20 years since last I saw Marguerite..

 

That wake up was a little disorienting, as I truly had no idea I was asleep till he woke me, but I managed to get out the door on time nonetheless. 

 

The fact thst my first meeting of the day was fika with my colleagues at the library, who had baked a roll cake filled with strawberries and whipped cream may had helped with motivation for that.

 

The second meeting of the day was only an hour, when it had been scheduled for two, so I managed to take an early bus home, and made time to shovel a little snow at Bryan's house on the way home (in part to make it look occasionally occupied, in part to make certain the postie can get to the mailbox, and in part because we may need the space for people to sleep there during our event next month, so it is good to keep the path cleared).

 

 I even managed to get a half hour nap after I got home before getting up and doing our shovelling, finishing clearing the parking area just before Keldor got home with the car.

 

Then we cleaned away all of the various supplies for the renovations in progress out of the main floor of the house, so it won't be in the way when our housekeeper comes this weekend.

 

Then Keldor checked his armour and retaped his sword for the weekend while I ironed the Silk bliaut short tunic I finished on the trip to Stockholm (and fixed two problem seams) and started a load of laundry and also started packing everything else I need for this weekend. 

 

 

Just before 20:00 I realised that I wasn't going to get as far as dealing with my armour and sword, and was feeling stressed about it. The armour is packed in its chest where it lives, and I am certain it is fine, but after the sixth time Keldor said that I really need to actually check it, I decided that no, this is for fun, and I don't need that stress, so I wrote their Highnesses to explain that I won't be fighting after all this weekend, and my stress levels felt instantly better.

 

Now the car is as loaded as it can be tonight, I have done my yoga, and most of the clutter is out of the way. In the morning we both head to work, then home, toss in the last of the stuff, meet Þórólfr, and start on the long drive south. We need only go as far as the Realm of Krake tomorrow night, so Friday will be an easy day.