I have to admit that putting Sasha down on Friday afternoon put a damper on my entire weekend. Even when I was playing the Headmaster, I burst out in tears a couple of times. Good thing I have understanding friends.
Jyn came up Friday night and did a stay over with her kitty on her way up to MA. She's just a wonderful person to talk to and we stayed up until 1:00 (after promising Monique I'd be in bed by midnight) talking about a great many different things. The fascinating part was how much of it was LARP related but not war storying, but so much deeper things like the psychology behind some of the things that happen at LARPs and how we react to them. It was a great night to have a friend keeping my mind off other things.
7:00 Saturday morning came a lot earlier than I would have liked but Monique and I had to get moving for me to go to our weekly weigh-in with her and get her back home on time for me to leave on time to meet people for lunch before the 7V one day. I gained two tenths of a pound this week. :-( Oh well, you can't keep losing forever I guess. I'll make up for it next weekend.
I picked up Jack/Richard Horton on the way and we got to the DQ at exactly the arranged meeting time. Company was fantastic. Lunch was good. Again, having friends around was an extremely good thing.
So, 7V, yeah, first thing I see on my way to park the car is this adorable, grey, tiger tabby cat in the driveway that looked so much like Sasha that I lost it... again. *sigh* This is a recurring theme through the day because this awesome, loving kitty was around throughout the event all day. One of my friends even picked her up during the event IG right in front of me. There were people wondering why the Headmaster was crying. People in the know did some quiet explaining.to those not in the know. To those who felt guilty, don't. I'd rather have seen that sweet little kitty get some lovin' than not just because of me.
On the other hand, the majority of the day was a great deal of fun. The RP was fabulous, I didn't die of heat as I feared and I got to spend some time with PCs that I rarely ever did during the campaign (Gavin, Idriante (perhaps some of the best RP of the day), Alera and Calita). Dream interpretation and Vortican mentality were two topics that were just a blast to talk about. Compassion Ball hit me with some drastic news at the most inopportune time and looked so miserable doing it. Kate was pretty cool too; all but pushed me out of my chair to go up and give a testimonial on Prof Caelia's behalf. Best awkward RP ever with another NPC... and sadly, no PCs around to witness it, though I'm sure they will get the fallout from that at further epilogue events (yeah, there will be at least one more). So, good time all around and much needed. Getting home at 1:00 in the morning, not quite so needed, but worth it.
Sunday was a day of unpacking the car, laundry, balancing the bank accounts, budget and bill paying, cleaning up the LARP room and then basically being a sloth in front of the TV, mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted.