Tug of War
Apr. 17th, 2003 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pameladeanIt's Minicon. Other people have attended the work party already, are at the hotel, being at a nascent convention. I remember my other Minicons, and can faintly taste the pleasure of familiar and unfamiliar music, the delight of seeing people I'd love to be able to have tea with once a month, the sudden blossom of intellectual conviction, the spark of goofiness, the spiralling energy of people among their own kind, passionate about the same things. I will probably have a good time.
But as always, I want to stay home. All the plants are boiling out of the ground, the house is in a state of what I would call squalor did I not know what that truly is, I have reread my plot synopsis and am itching to get moving on this book, and really, I'd rather do yard work and housework and have some quiet time with my sweeties. Only I can do that any weekend and I can't do this any weekend but now.
I'm a bit worried about my lingering cough and sore throat, too. Spending four days in dry hotel air, eating stuff that's bad for me, staying up late, talking far more than I ordinarily do, is not likely to benefit it. I will try to have a low-key convention, but some opportunities are too much to miss.
One nice thing about having the convention downtown is that I can sneak back home on the bus to see my cat and my non-congoing sweetie and my plants, if I can squeeze in the time, if the whole alternate-world air of the convention doesn't utterly enfold me.
I must go finish packing and doing the housework I try to do before leaving so the shock of returning from somewhere in which somebody else does the cleaning is not too great.
I don't want to go to Minicon, I want to have gone to Minicon.
I'll see some of you there later, I expect.
But as always, I want to stay home. All the plants are boiling out of the ground, the house is in a state of what I would call squalor did I not know what that truly is, I have reread my plot synopsis and am itching to get moving on this book, and really, I'd rather do yard work and housework and have some quiet time with my sweeties. Only I can do that any weekend and I can't do this any weekend but now.
I'm a bit worried about my lingering cough and sore throat, too. Spending four days in dry hotel air, eating stuff that's bad for me, staying up late, talking far more than I ordinarily do, is not likely to benefit it. I will try to have a low-key convention, but some opportunities are too much to miss.
One nice thing about having the convention downtown is that I can sneak back home on the bus to see my cat and my non-congoing sweetie and my plants, if I can squeeze in the time, if the whole alternate-world air of the convention doesn't utterly enfold me.
I must go finish packing and doing the housework I try to do before leaving so the shock of returning from somewhere in which somebody else does the cleaning is not too great.
I don't want to go to Minicon, I want to have gone to Minicon.
I'll see some of you there later, I expect.
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Date: 2003-04-22 10:08 am (UTC)Sometimes in the middle of a convention, I feel as if I'd like to go home and go on with my normal very slow life for three weeks, and then go back and finish off the convention. But mostly, having my social life in intense bursts suits me fine.
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Date: 2003-04-22 02:29 pm (UTC)I know what you mean about just wanting to put a conversation on hold and have some life in the interim. To some degree one can do that with Live Journal or usenet -- only usually not for three weeks. The pace of everything is too fast. I've always felt that, even when I was a teenager.
Pamela