It is amazing how fast things can change.
I went to a local theatrical store and got some gobo catalogs and gel books. I feel like a kid in a candy store.
I got a call for a job that will last until the end of May paying good money.
I was feeling on top of the world when I got home from the store. It has since worn down a little bit but still good feelings. This morning, I was having a horrible time just being willing to admit the day’s existance. Now I am happy and burbling.
About ready to start the actual designing for Baycon now that I have pretty much all the info I have needed. It has moved from the collection phase into the design/plan phase. Next is the action phase. Weeee
Wooooooot!!!
Now if only you can explain your bizarre cameo in one of my dreams last night!!
To whit:
I was in a hotel, there was clearly a Con of some type going on (which is weird, as I haven’t been to a Con in over 20 years) and I opened my door to find you passing by in the hallway – dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress and bridal veil – and clearly pissed at me.
You were hoping to get by my room without seeing me, but apparently, needed to get to a room at the end of the hall, so didn’t have a choice.
You did have the rather lengthy train slung over your right arm so as to make your progress speedier, and it remained there during our entire conversation.
I looked at you and said “what? what did I do?!?”
And you scowled and said “let’s not start that again – I have to go, I’m late…”
So I just grabbed you and hugged you and said “please, I don’t know what it is, but whatever it is, I’ve known you since I was 5 – I’m not going to let that go, I’ll do whatever it takes to fix it… you know I love you like a sister!”
And you sighed and smiled and said “I hate it when you do that. We’ll talk about it later, I’m late. Call my room, okay?” and hugged me back, then sped off down the hallway.
Weird, huh?
You may be feeling like I am mad at you because we have been on the opposite sides of discussions lately, but I am not. I haven’t tried to clear them up because I don’t think it would work in text and we should talk instead. And they aren’t that important. Just different view points on stuff that isn’t between the two of us.
I probably would have the same expression and tone as if I was mad at you as I would if I was busy and didn’t have time to deal with anything besides what I am dealing with. Maybe I didn’t want to see you because I would really rather talk with you instead of dealing with whatever I was up to and it is frustrating to deal with that choice. Better to not have the choice.
So try this one out: you have the wrong impression, hug me, slow me down, make me feel good to know you, and I know I have to make the decision to talk to you later because I am not mad but it seems like it is and I am really busy.
How’s that for an explanation? And considering we are planning to turn the entire con into the bachelorette party and make people guess who the bride is, it would make sense that I would be running around in a bridal outfit. *snerk*
It’s an interesting one…
But it doesn’t ring true. Mostly because I don’t feel like you’re mad at me. Being on opposite sides of discussions doesn’t equate to anger in my book, just differing opinions…
But no… YOU were definitely the bride… and you looked STUNNING in that dress!! [insert wolf-whistle here]
Congrats on the new gig and good luck on “BayCon: The Action Phase”.
The plotting er… planning for BayCon: The Action Phase has gone very well.
This is gonna be fun! ;-}
For who exactly?
All of us!
Happy golf clapping!
Income–Yay!