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Wednesday was productive
Apr. 7th, 2011 07:34 pmFirst off, signal boost for a special-needs puppy who needs a home.
Now that you are all done squeeing....
Yesterday I woke up early, in part thanks to a dream in which I brought my bicycle to REI for new tires and was charged $1200. Yeah, right. But the scientist with whom I was doing an e-mail interview answered my questions while I was asleep, so I was able to get my short freelance article done, and thus earn a small number of greenbacks.
Yesterday evening was "old garb night" at the Baronial At-Home. I brought three bags of Mistress Moira's old SCA clothing, and Kender brought six bags of Mistress Caitlin's togs. (Mistress Moira is in a nursing home, and Mistress Caitlin died of breast cancer four years ago.) I held stuff up for people to look at, and they told me what stack to put it in. A couple of newcomers scored some of the good-looking stuff, we have one bag of garb set aside for the "loaner gear" closet, and there's a huge pile o'clothing for the next Storvik silent auction. The leftover stuff -- things that were torn, stained, or too modern for the SCA -- went into another bag, which I stuffed into a Planet Aid box on the way home. Plus, I have one clean but ratty old blanket that's going to the box for animal shelter donations. (One of Baroness Sorcha's cats already blessed it with her scent.)
I took home a Viking apron dress -- FINALLY I have a Viking apron dress! -- with the underdress to go with it, as well as a veil, circlet, and a couple of "hippie" things to wear to a sci-fi con or on Halloween.
Those of us who took clothing for ourselves made a donation to the barony. And it's certainly nice to get more clutter out of my condo. (Believe me, the volume of the stuff I took to the Baroness's house greatly exceeded the volume of the stuff I brought home.)
Now that you are all done squeeing....
Yesterday I woke up early, in part thanks to a dream in which I brought my bicycle to REI for new tires and was charged $1200. Yeah, right. But the scientist with whom I was doing an e-mail interview answered my questions while I was asleep, so I was able to get my short freelance article done, and thus earn a small number of greenbacks.
Yesterday evening was "old garb night" at the Baronial At-Home. I brought three bags of Mistress Moira's old SCA clothing, and Kender brought six bags of Mistress Caitlin's togs. (Mistress Moira is in a nursing home, and Mistress Caitlin died of breast cancer four years ago.) I held stuff up for people to look at, and they told me what stack to put it in. A couple of newcomers scored some of the good-looking stuff, we have one bag of garb set aside for the "loaner gear" closet, and there's a huge pile o'clothing for the next Storvik silent auction. The leftover stuff -- things that were torn, stained, or too modern for the SCA -- went into another bag, which I stuffed into a Planet Aid box on the way home. Plus, I have one clean but ratty old blanket that's going to the box for animal shelter donations. (One of Baroness Sorcha's cats already blessed it with her scent.)
I took home a Viking apron dress -- FINALLY I have a Viking apron dress! -- with the underdress to go with it, as well as a veil, circlet, and a couple of "hippie" things to wear to a sci-fi con or on Halloween.
Those of us who took clothing for ourselves made a donation to the barony. And it's certainly nice to get more clutter out of my condo. (Believe me, the volume of the stuff I took to the Baroness's house greatly exceeded the volume of the stuff I brought home.)
