Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

adrian_turtle was here for the weekend. She got here early Friday afternoon; I met her in midtown and we came uptown, had lunch, and spent the afternoon here before cattitude got home from work, carrying a smoked whitefish and other good things to eat.

The three of us had thought of going to the Great Hudson River Revival (Clearwater's music and environmental festival) on Saturday, energy allowing, but that seemed hypothetical enough that we didn't buy advance tickets. In the end, energy did not allow, so the three of us spent a lazy day here in Inwood. I was disappointed not to go, but glad I'd realized the possibility and not bought advance tickets: it seemed better to pay an extra $5 each at the gate if we went than to risk losing $40 each by wasting tickets.

Today we slept in a little, and Cattitude and I played Scrabble in the morning while Adrian read. We all agreed it was too hot to go wander around in the hills this afternoon, much as we like Inwood Hill Park, so after lunch Cattitude went to see Shrek III, and Adrian and I spent another couple of hours by ourselves, in the air conditioning. Cattitude got home just as Adrian and I were finishing the late afternoon cups of tea, and gave me a suddenly much-needed hug. Adrian's and my conversation shortly before that had left me missing, in the abstract, casual fannish socializing that drifted away over a long period, and that I know I don't have the energy for these days: I'd turned down a party invitation for last weekend because I knew that accepting meant I definitely wouldn't have the energy for Clearwater this week, something we all three wanted to do. And then it still didn't happen. Similarly, There are plenty of you who I would like to see, if I had the time and energy, and who would be glad to spend time with me, in any number of contexts. These things aren't always rational. Hugs from Adrian had also been helpful while I was thinking about this.

Cattitude and I walked Adrian to the subway, came back, and decided laundry could wait. This evening I've done a bit of hand wash, and a bit of freelance proofreading.