It’s true that Maribou and I will be getting on a plane early Friday morning to go to the Leaguefest, but if I weren’t, I assure you that I would be running errands like any other weekend this weekend.
A visit to Costco, maybe. A visit to PetSmart for umpteen more bags of litter. A trip to King Soopers to pick up some of their chicken thighs that they’re selling for 2 bucks a pound (oh, my gosh! Why did I never grill these before?!? Was it because all of my recipes called for chicken breasts? I must have been brainwashed…). But we’d probably manage to squeeze a DVD in on Saturday night or a couple episodes of something and spend Sunday recuperating and quietly preparing ourselves for the coming week ahead.
I mean, out of the 7 people I work with on any given day, 5 of them are on vacation next week.
This means that I’ll be the one fielding all sorts of chaos and I won’t even have my various people that I am thinking of when I tell management “I don’t know the answer to that, but I can get the answer to that for you” to run and ask.
But, of course, I am going to Leaguefest this weekend. Which means that I will spend the weekend with dear friends, only a handful that I have seen before, and sit thinking and trying to remember how humans interact in person.
“You there. Would you enjoy eating? If we go somewhere and get different foods, we would have an obvious and non-confrontational conversation topic available to us!”
Luckily, I have Maribou with me to help.
Of course, once we get back, I’ll still have to recover as much as I can for next week… but what’s the worst that could happen?
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is Tristan and Isolde Drinking the Love Potion by Gautier Map from the Messire Lancelot du Lac. He did most of his stuff in the 12th and 13th century so I figure it’s in the public domain.)