Bad night

I got home yesterday around 1:15 am, and went to bed around 2. I should have recognized the early-warning signs of a migraine, but I was stubborn and decided that I could fall asleep fast enough that it wouldn't hit me.

How wrong I was.

I tossed and turned in bed as my headache got progressively worse. It felt like someone had stuck an ice pick through my right temple, and I was becoming sensitive to light. Around 3:40, I gave up my foolishness and took an advil. Based on past experience, I knew that the headache would start subsiding in 30-40 minutes. I just had to wait it out that long.

And then the unexpected hit. For some reason, my stomach got queasy and at around 4 am, I made a trip to pray to the porcelaine god. Thankfully, I felt much better after that, and the headache did subside (I guess enough of the advil had gotten into my blood-stream by that point). I finally got to sleep somewhen around 4:30.

I slept straight through until the afternoon. Yay sleep. Boo for missing the morning.

Anyway. Today is the last day I'll have a chance to change my money, and the bank's only open for another hour and a half. Off to the bank with me!

Pennsic packin'

Though I've had my list ready for a long time, I finally started the process of packing (by which I mean, "getting stuff into some semblance of togetherness on my bedroom floor, occasionally in actual boxes and bags and stuff") today. As of this writing, I've got almost all of my camp gear (tent, bed, etc.) and all my large pieces of garb (tunics and overtunics) packed up. There's still a fair amount more to pack: the rest of the camp gear, all the small pieces of garb, feast gear, toiletries and medication, A&S projects (including bardic stuff), important documents, etc. But, based on past history, it shouldn't take too long, and I've got two and a half days to do it.

I'm not worried. I am, on the other hand, rapidly losing bedroom floor. I pack really light by SCA standards, by which I mean that almost all my gear for Pennsic can fit in my car trunk. But that's still "oh my God how much stuff are you bringing?!?" overloaded by any sane camping standards.

As a side-note, the fact that I'm packing up all my garb means that I'll be in street-clothes for Dude's changeling game tonight. Got a problem with that?