I’m going to have to come back to visit this subject later, but today was definitely a day where slave angie needed to rest and so she did. The back to back to back weekend events, with the basement flooding cleanup, the granddaughter and what seems to be event-crud has hammered her. So the past two days, I’ve kept her at rest and have picked up the bulk of the work. It has to be done, and we don’t have time to let things pile up. It’s not always pretty, but this is the part of the responsibility I have to the greater whole, and it’s one of the adjustments that I’ve had to make with regards to her lupus and the title year… sometimes the checks need to be paid back.
It’s never been a problem though, in my head, to take up the slack, or to put her to bed when needed. When I served, the planes had to go up, and if that meant the lieutenant had to get off his ass and get stuff done, so be it. That’s what had to happen. The planes flew.
So, we’ll be on the road tomorrow, heading to Power Exchange Summit. We’re both looking forward to it. Teaching on Health Issues/Disability (ironically) and on the Ebbs/Flows. We’ll also be participating in some mini-panels on Friday night, and sneaking out Saturday night to head up to Cleveland to take in the Ohio Leather contests at Cocktails-Cleveland and (hopefully) meet the new Ohio Master/slave 2014.
Should be a fun weekend, but I am very much looking forward to a down weekend up at our getaway in a couple of weeks. We both need the recharge.