Finally! Good News
Whew. After nearly a full week of worrying about possible deployment (I seem to worry with my stomach: I had a continuous stomachache for a week!), my husband finally found out Sunday that they had already found someone else to fill the open slot - on Wednesday!
I'd feel more like grumbling, "Well, they could have told you Wednesday" if I weren't so relieved. It was nice to sleep all night last night and not wake up in the middle of the night thinking of yet more other things I'd have to do if he was gone.
I'm not a person who worries about being alone or coping with stuff like plumbing. I did worry that I'd probably have to quit my job, not having anyone handy to watch our son, and about taking our son to Cub Scouts when my husband couldn't tell me either A) the address or B) the den leader's name! (He knows where the house is and that's apparently enough for him.)
I worry more about having to think up meals. I'd rather mow grass or shovel snow than cook.
But on to happier stuff.
I had a lovely birthday yesterday. It started out sunny, and I woke up thinking, "Cool! I got my Willow!"
The Society for Creative Anachronism has a whole system of awards and hierarchical things that I don't pretend to understand. The AoA (Award of Arms) basically says, "You're hanging out in the SCA." The Willow says, "You've been hanging out in the SCA and we notice you're good at certain stuff."
If you want to read alllll the Midrealm awards, the big long list is here.
Anyway, I was completely taken by surprise (thanks for nominating me, you guys!). Although it's not obvious in the photo, this scroll is illuminated in shiny gold. I've done just a little hand lettering, so I can tell you that a lot of fine work went into this piece. And it just goes to show that your basic obsessive volunteer will work for hours for the occasional emailed thank-you. (Thank you, Lady Hiordis Reginsdottir!)
In the morning, I knitted a little more on the socks I worked on Saturday at Vineyard Raids.
And later in the day, my parents came down to visit, and we went out to lunch. Mmm, pizza!
Here's how I know my husband loves me: he doesn't enjoy bagpipes, but he got me a bagpipe CD (Spirit of the Glen) because I love bagpipes.
But I think the nicest present was hearing "They got someone else to fill that slot."