Just stuff...
Sep. 5th, 2006 08:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
azdesertroseI spent this weekend at an SCA event; it was Fall Coronation. I wish I could say I'd had fun; SCA events are supposed to be fun. But the weather sucked, my feet hurt, and I had a bad day on Saturday, insofar as my mood swings and hallucinations.
One good thing did happen; we'd originally planned to sleep in a tent on site, but when the weather got so nasty, we left to find a room somewhere. There's a cute little motel in Umatilla (the site is in Ocala National Forest, so Umatilla is fairly nearby) which has what they call a two-bedroom suite. It's bigger than this apartment, and could sleep seven people with the furniture it has, nine or eleven with air mattresses. So, from here on out, when we go to kingdom events at Camp Ocala, we're reserving that suite and splitting it with whomever wants to go in with us; if we split it between four couples, it's only about $25 per night.
I did get complimented on my hair and my braiding/plaiting abilities, which was nice.
But now, as ever after an SCA event, I'm tired.
I've decided that I'm not going to any more events until my feet heal fully and until my medications are situated and I'm more or less stable. Hallucinations just don't add anything good to anything, much less something that was supposed to be fun.
We grilled out last night, seeing as it was Labor Day. I made hamburgers, Beau made steak kebabs, and we threw some hot dogs and sausages on the grill, too. That was kind of nice, until people started drinking too much and acting ugly.
We paid the first month's payment on the new place; we've got to pay the deposit when Cliff gets paid again. And *groan* we may end up taking Cliff's mom and sister with us, until one of the subsidized places comes through for them. Bleah. His mom I can deal with, most of the time. His sister I'm going to murder if she doesn't learn to shut her trap every once in a while. Cliff's Aunt Diane has apparently been helping them out for a while, and wants to be sure they'll be somewhere they can definitely afford. Evidently, Nancy has a tendency to spend her mother's money to the point that bills don't get paid. *sigh* If only that woman had a fucking spine...
Cliff had to reformat the hard drive, so I've been trying to reinstall our favorites, but that is SOOOOOOOOO tedious. I also realized that I lost my photo editing program, and the CD is at my parents' house. Bleah.
I think I'm going to go take a nap, and then finish the favorites.
One good thing did happen; we'd originally planned to sleep in a tent on site, but when the weather got so nasty, we left to find a room somewhere. There's a cute little motel in Umatilla (the site is in Ocala National Forest, so Umatilla is fairly nearby) which has what they call a two-bedroom suite. It's bigger than this apartment, and could sleep seven people with the furniture it has, nine or eleven with air mattresses. So, from here on out, when we go to kingdom events at Camp Ocala, we're reserving that suite and splitting it with whomever wants to go in with us; if we split it between four couples, it's only about $25 per night.
I did get complimented on my hair and my braiding/plaiting abilities, which was nice.
But now, as ever after an SCA event, I'm tired.
I've decided that I'm not going to any more events until my feet heal fully and until my medications are situated and I'm more or less stable. Hallucinations just don't add anything good to anything, much less something that was supposed to be fun.
We grilled out last night, seeing as it was Labor Day. I made hamburgers, Beau made steak kebabs, and we threw some hot dogs and sausages on the grill, too. That was kind of nice, until people started drinking too much and acting ugly.
We paid the first month's payment on the new place; we've got to pay the deposit when Cliff gets paid again. And *groan* we may end up taking Cliff's mom and sister with us, until one of the subsidized places comes through for them. Bleah. His mom I can deal with, most of the time. His sister I'm going to murder if she doesn't learn to shut her trap every once in a while. Cliff's Aunt Diane has apparently been helping them out for a while, and wants to be sure they'll be somewhere they can definitely afford. Evidently, Nancy has a tendency to spend her mother's money to the point that bills don't get paid. *sigh* If only that woman had a fucking spine...
Cliff had to reformat the hard drive, so I've been trying to reinstall our favorites, but that is SOOOOOOOOO tedious. I also realized that I lost my photo editing program, and the CD is at my parents' house. Bleah.
I think I'm going to go take a nap, and then finish the favorites.
