It's strange how you can have the perfect plans for the day
and then reality happens.
Today's plan was simple; a little breakfast, some laundry, test
play a game while doing those two, go out and forage, a nice lunch, visit the
dentist, a nap, dinner and wind it all up with some gaming with our vanillas...
'cos you just can't have enough gaming in a week :)
The reality was the game took waaaaay longer than planned...
in fact we left brave Colin (in mouse form) and his merry band of slightly more
adept followers just emerging from the castle sewers. We then ran out the door
to the dentist, with Him starting to nurse a bad headache and on a promise of a
late lunch as soon as one was out of the chair. It was only going to be a short
visit after all.
The visit took forever and one emerged with the beginnings
of a screaming headache to find Him on a chair nearly comatose with pain. It
sort of all went downhill from there...
There was no lunch (well certainly not a nice one), there
was no nap (well certainly not one that made either of us feel better), dinner
was aborted due to lack of interest, ingredients and the ability to stand
upright long enough to cook it and there was no going out to game...
We both lay on the bed nursing what had evolved into matching
migraines in various stages of development...
Mind you we did squeeze in a very mutually satisfying
quickie at about 1am... it did very little for either our migraines or our
ability to sleep... but still it counts as a win surely?
And Colin and his mouse companions are still laid out on the
table waiting for us tomorrow...
What can go wrong?