Me and Aaron accompanying dancers at a swanky dinner party.

As I’ve been alluding to on the blog, I went to Pennsic last week. It’s not an easy event to describe in a sentence or two, but I’ll do my best. It’s a two week long camping trip at a giant campground where everyone dresses in not-normal clothing. Not-normal is the correct term since few people actually dress in a specific period the whole time, and even fewer do it with any accuracy. Global warming isn’t period, so most clothing from 400 years ago and earlier wasn’t made to handle such hot weather. (Although you’d be surprised at how well it does work.)

Some people will say that Pennsic is a big war between the East Kingdom and the Middle Kingdom, but that’s not really true. I mean, yes, there is a war, but to say that that’s what Pennsic is all about isn’t accurate. I think of Pennsic as more of a gathering of lots of people in the SCA who do all sorts of things. It’s a chance for weavers and spinners and dancers and musicians and painters and fighters and archers and singers and… to get together and play with and learn from and spend time with each other for a week or two. There are a lot of SCA hobbies where a local shire or barony may only have one or two people doing it. At Pennsic there’ll be at least 50. The Knowne World Choir is a great example of this. A lot of people in the choir are there because that’s the only chance they get to spend a week singing polyphonic music.

Of course people will say that definition isn’t quite right either since there’s a sizable number of people there who aren’t part of the SCA. These people don’t go to classes or fight in the war. They just spend all day at camp, all night partying, and maybe an hour or two in between checking out the merchants. I’ve heard it said they go because Burning Man is too far away and too expensive. That part of Pennsic I haven’t seen much of, so I can’t really say much more about it than that.

This Pennsic I spent most of my days either under the shade-fly talking to the like minded people usually sitting there, at the dance tent playing music, shopping, or at some class… usually music related. (I went to very few classes this year, actually.) In the evenings I tend to be at the dance tent. As you can see, for me Pennsic is a music and dance camping event.

Things I Learned

Taking a bit of a departure from the normal weekly check-in this week to talk about what I learned at Pennsic.

Medieval clothing works both better and worse than I expected.

That green cotehardie I’m wearing in the picture I wore almost every day that week. I had another cotehardie (same colors as Aaron’s) that I wore a bit too, but I never quite finished it so I didn’t want to wear it all the time. I had a linen/cotten undershirt underneath the cotehardie too. So, two layers of fabric (three if you count the lining on the cotehardie) with long sleeves during a 90 degree week. Doesn’t matter that linen’s supposed to be ideal for that sort of weather, I was still uncomfortably hot and sweaty. So, thing 1 I learned: medieval clothing is not as comfortable as modern clothing.

I didn’t wear any sunscreen all week because I didn’t want to feel like I had to take a shower every day to get the chemicals off. As you can see from the picture I’m pretty pasty white, so I should have gotten badly sunburned what with being outside in the burning sun all day, but no. I’m a little pink around the neck, but not all that burned. The reason for that being I was almost entirely covered. I wore some kind of headcovering almost every day (straw hat, veil, cool felt helt) and as I said, I had a long sleeve dress on with multiple layers. If I’d had a wimple to go with the veil, I’d have avoided the little burn I did get. So, thing 2 I learned: medieval clothing does an excellent job of keeping away sun burn. Not surprising since northern Europeans didn’t have sunscreen and probably didn’t want to get sunburned.

Another thing I learned: sweat does not necessarily imply smell. I was pretty sweaty all week, but I don’t think I reeked that much. I also didn’t notice the stench of other people, even if they were complaining about how gross they were feeling. Very interesting.

The Early Music community is pretty welcoming

I got to talk to some of the musicians I admired, and they seemed interested in listening to my questions and seemed to want to help me succeed. A very nice change from hearing about people who are so over-stimulated by the number of fans they have that they start seeing these people not so much as people but just as “fans”. Granted my exposure has been pretty limited, but so far every time (maybe 4 or 5 times?) I’ve contacted someone in the community I’ve gotten a speedy, friendly, helpful response. Here’s to hoping my experience wasn’t a fluke.

Being around like-minded people is refreshing

I don’t walk the normal path. It’s not that I want to be weird, but that I want to live as close to right feels right to me. A lot of times what feels right isn’t what everyone else is doing. Most of the time I try not to flaunt it, but sometimes things come up in conversation. Things like being anti-shoes, wanting to homeschool, biking to work, being mostly vegetarian, having an SCA wedding… it gets tiring explaining why I believe what I believe, and it’s even more tiring to listen to people explain why they’re offended by the way I live my life.

At my camp at Pennsic, the people I was talking to at camp just got it. No need to explain. Just “yes, I get it”. My goodness it was nice.

That said, explaining myself all the time is useful. I have a lot of clarity on why I do what I do, and that clarity is worth a lot. I’m just saying that once in a while it’s nice to be in a place where I don’t have to explain. Where my beliefs are validated. Where I can physically see that I’m not alone.

I still like sewing

I had to do some finishing on the cotehardies at Pennsic. (Ah, the joys of handsewing.) One day I spent the entire afternoon sewing buttons and buttonholes on the cotehardie Aaron’s wearing in the picture. That evening I didn’t feel like doing any more sewing. Or the next day for that matter. But the day after that it felt like a good idea again.

I think I’m on to something with this, but I’m not sure what. It has something to do with doing things you have to do vs. doing things you want to do and giving yourself time to want things.

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It was a great trip. I have lots of good memories and I’m so looking forward to next year. Yay Pennsic!

The Hard

Overwhelmingness

Lots of sewing to do. Little time and energy.

Not keeping my schedule

I made a schedule that would enable me to have time for writing and sewing and relationship time. I kept to it on Monday and Tuesday. After that… yeah not so much. I’m trying not to feel too guilty about it.

Work is Hard

Yep.

The Good

Punch Brothers

Saw Punch Brothers at The Ark on Wednesday. Awesome.

If you haven’t heard of them, they’re a progressive bluegrass group. By bluegrass I mean they play bluegrass instruments (mandolin, banjo, guitar, fiddle, bass) and play some traditional tunes. By progressive I mean they don’t play many traditional tunes and when they do they sound… different. Mostly they play their own stuff, and it’s very very good stuff, but not really what one might think of as bluegrass.

The best way I can think to describe it is modern classical music with bluegrass instrumentation, a steady rhythm, and vocals that sound human.

I’m so glad I went.

Also The Ark is the best thing ever.

Aaron helped with Sewing!!!

Honestly he often helps with sewing, but it especially helpful this week. He put together my shifts and his hood and hemmed three cotehardies. Because of that we should have just about everything done by Pennsic.

I like sewing.

Yep, still like sewing.

The Learning

I get good insights at the Ark

At the Punch Brothers concert I kept thinking about all these things I wanted to write about. Kinda frustrating since I didn’t have a good way to record them. Maybe next time I’ll take some time after the concert to write them down… or something.

Being in the Moment

I tend to spend a lot of my time fantasizing about the future. Be it a week from now, a month from now or a few years from now. Most of the time it doesn’t bother me, but sometimes it does. For instance, it bothers me when I’m out camping and instead of appreciating the moment I’m in I spend my time thinking about how I should go camping more often and visualizing a life where camping is a major part of it.

This week I was visualizing how I could do sewing for a living and it really took over my brain. I had a hard time focusing on the sewing I was doing and a hard time sleeping. Gah! It really hit home that I need to take a few minutes here and there to ground myself. To appreciate where I’m at right now.

That’s it for me. I’ll be back about two weeks from now.

The Hard

All of it’s related this week.

Bad Times in My Head

Depression. Guilt about depression. Shame for said depression. Believing my feelings are invalid. :-/ Not good times.

Is it over? It’s not as bad as it was over the weekend, but not sure it’s over yet. We’ll see.

Feeling a bit burned out on sewing

Mostly because I’m not sure I can get it and other things I want to do done in time. I can probably get the cotehardies finished, but the hose and the hood and the shifts… not so much. Unless I take time off work, which I can’t since I’m already going to be out of days due to Pennsic. Alas.

Not really able to enjoy my me time… even though I need it

Has to do with the burnout and the guilt. How can I be spending time on me when X, Y, and Z need to get done too?! Not that I have energy to work on X, Y, and Z. It’s just bad.

May have taken on more than I can handle

Gave up one SCA position for another. The other’s more aligned with what I want to do, but it may end up being more work than I bargained for. We’ll see.

The Good

Bweesness for Blogging

Last week I thought of a way to get some valuable experience for this blog. I’d love to be able to tell people to go out and start a business doing what you enjoy doing, but as of today I’ve never actually had a side business of my own. So, I think I’m going to start one… and blog about the experience. The one caveat being that I’m already feeling overwhelmed. How can I take on more?

Also that’ll mean my life will consist almost entirely of money making or potential money making activities. I don’t know how comfortable I am with that. :-/

Still this is a good thing. It’ll be valuable life experience if nothing else.

Chore Schedule

We have a roommate now, so we came up with a chore schedule with everything that needs to be done in order to make everyone happy. So far so good, although it’s only been up for half a week. Methinks think it’ll work, though, because of the accountability. I don’t want to frustrate both Aaron and the Roommate.

The Learning

Sovereignty

Havi writes a lot about Sovereignty, and for a while I didn’t see the value of applying those ideas to my life. Respecting your capacity is over-rated. A lot of people do less than they are capable of. I don’t want to sell myself short. Etc. But this weekend I started thinking that respecting my current capacity to do things might be a good idea.

I have a hard time saying no to things I would want to do if I had infinite time and energy. So I say yes to positions, or go to events and then don’t enjoy myself because I really ought to be doing something else. At events I’ll often beg out early if I realize that’s what I did. I feel better afterward. Positions are a lot harder for me to quit for some reason. :-/

The thing is, no one is happy when I say yes to things I can’t really do or stay in positions I can’t do well. I just need to say something like, “I’m sorry, my intuition says that that’s not the right thing for me to be doing right now. Have Fun/Good Luck!” It’s hard because it’s rejection. I don’t like to be rejected. I don’t like to dole out rejections. But people still aren’t happy when I say yes when I really should have said no.

So, I need to figure out what my boundaries are. I have a lot of data to work with now. I should be able to come up with something reasonable.

The Hard

Exercise Please?

I didn’t bike to work on Wednesday or Thursday, and felt gross because of it. Brain fuzzy, can’t think straight, gross.

Nique needs to exercise consistently. Sewiously.

Not Enough Time

I want more time. I want energy to use said time. I don’t want to give up things I love doing. Can’t I have my cake and eat it too?

The Promise Breaking

I promised myself I’d get up with the kitty and either read (if the weather was nice) or use the exercise bike (if the weather was crummy). This didn’t happen. If the weather is nice I still bike to work, but getting up with the cat is hard. Especially when Rorschach decides that 4AM is a good time to start caterwauling. Rawr.

Maybe I need to face the fact that 8 hours of sleep is what I need. Getting up at 7 isn’t so bad…

Maybe I need to find some other time to exercise. Or something.

Also didn’t do as much writing as I would have liked to. (And I did want to do writing.)

Guilt Guilt Guilt

Not keeping promises to myself brings on the guilt.

Unfortunately while guilt will get me to sit on the bike or open the journal, it won’t make me want to exercise or want to write. Bleh.

The Good

Books!

Finished World Without End. Started Voluntary Simplicity. WWE was very good. I’m kinda sad it’s over. Voluntary Simplicity is looking like it’s going to be good too.

Finishing books is definitely a good thing. It makes me feel like I can accomplish something.

Meetings can be useful

I run a weekly progress meeting for one of my projects at work. Normally when I hear about meetings it’s about how long they are and how they take away from actual productive time. These meetings are different.

For one thing these meetings are short. This last one was 15 minutes? Maybe?

For another stuff gets done in the 10 – 20 minutes before the meeting. On both sides. No one likes to hear that they’re part isn’t done.

Happiness.

Crêpes at the Farmer’s Market

On Wednesday Aaron and I went to the Farmer’s Market on our way to work, and in one of the stalls was a crêpe stand. Very unexpected. Very tasty. I would have them again, though not every week.

It was nice to do something spontaneous and not feel guilty about it afterward.

Improving at Recorder

On Wednesday evenings I’ve been spending some time honing my music skills. Recorder has been my primary instrument for about 4 years now, so unsurprisingly I’ve been using some of that time to focus on it.

I’m happy to say that improvement is being made. I’m able to play more of the notes the recorder is capable of and I’ve discovered that the alto is better suited for many pieces I have until now usually played on the soprano.

I’m really glad I decided to block out one evening a week for practice.

The Learning

I feel terrible if I don’t exercise

*Writes note to self.*

Breathing is Good

Yep.

My Self-Worth is tied up in silly things

Like how productive I am and how well I keep promises to myself.

I need to remind myself that me not keeping promises to myself doesn’t mean I’m a bad person. It means something’s misaligned.

I need to remind myself to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

The Hard

The Heat

The weather’s been in the 90s this week, so it’s been a bit unpleasant. On Monday, I had very little energy, and I’m pretty sure the heat was the main cause. Alas. A day off from work and I didn’t have the energy to use it productively. I even went for a walk to try to get more energy, but that didn’t work.

Also, Aaron and I have been snippy at each other because of the weather. Luckily neither of us takes it too seriously.

So much to do

And so little discipline. On Wednesday I came home from work and instead of doing the things I said I’d do (make food for the cat, calculate fabric amounts for Pennsic clothes, and do some cleaning) I read World Without End, practiced music, and read some more. It was fun, and I did get the music practiced, but I felt guilty about the time spent on the book.

Working 9 – 9.5 hour days.

We’re leaving early today for a wedding this weekend in Ohio, so I had to flex out those hours over the week. While I’m at work I don’t feel the extra hour. It’s when I come home and there’s not much time left that I start to feel resentful. Yeah I know people have it worse… that still doesn’t make me feel better.

The Good

Sno-cone Maker!

Last summer we bought a sno-cone maker and it’s turned out to be a great purchase. Yeah, we have an ice-crusher built into the fridge, but this thing does a much better job. Very refreshing.

Exercise!

Biked to work Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday this week. Took a walk on Monday. Friday we’ll be leaving for Ohio, so no biking. Yay!

Got writing done.

Just about finished a post for the future. Started a few more.

Singing

We’re singing and playing music at the wedding this weekend, so we did some practicing on Wednesday. A lot of the music I already knew, and it’s in a good range for my voice.

Enjoyed Reading about Underground Houses

A goal Aaron and I have is to one day build our own hobbit hole. I got a book from the library called $50 & Up Underground House Book on just that topic. It’s dated (published in 1978 dated), but the information is still good, and it’s very entertaining. Well, entertaining for me since the author’s a back-to-the-land hippie…

The Learning

Exercise makes me happy… but only up to a certain point.

Last Friday I biked to work and felt ecstatic for the first few hours of my workday. This week I’ve been biking daily and my mood hasn’t been lifted nearly as much. As I mentioned, on Monday I went for a walk in the hope that it would wake me up and it didn’t. I didn’t feel worse afterward, I just didn’t feel much better either.

I’ll keep on exercising regularly, but I’ll try not to be disappointed on the days I don’t get a euphoric boost.

Pleasant rituals are hard to break

I start my day reading my personal email and checking feeds. This feels good and comfy, but I know I’m not as productive when I do start my day this way. The obvious thing to do is to replace my morning “check email and feeds” ritual with some other pleasant ritual, but I haven’t come up with one that’s sufficiently pleasant and sufficiently motivating. Apparently going through my to-do list isn’t that motivating to me. I will think about it.

Fun is as important as other stuff

I have this ongoing fear that if I do the things that need to be done I won’t have time for fun. Take Thursday. After choir we packed for Ohio and made kitty food. By the time we were done with that it was 10:40pm. Our bed-time is 11pm. Instead of dropping everything and reading for the last 20 minutes I wanted to make an icy drink and turn off some of the lights upstairs. If I had done that it would have been 10:50pm and at that point I might as well go to bed, fulfilling the “I can’t do work and have time for fun” prophecy. Luckily Aaron insisted I just go and read.

I don’t want to binge on fun stuff and feel guilty about it later, so I’m going to start including fun stuff in my “things to get done” list. I’ll keep it at the end of the list so I don’t procrastinate on less fun stuff, but I’ll make time to do it. I have a feeling this will work. That’s it for this week.

No “Weekly Check-in” this week because it turned into this.

On Friday I finished the book, Mastery, by George Leonard. Very good book, especially considering how short it is. There’s a lot of stuff from it I could write about, but for this post I’m going to discuss only one thing: the mindsets people have when they learn a new skill. After reading about these mindsets I realized that I haven’t had the master’s mindset for several activities I’d like to master.

Hackers and Obsessers

A person with the hacker mindset gets to some level of proficiency in a skill and then stops doing the work to improve. As an example, someone who goes out dancing every week, but has only taken a beginner class and has no intention of increasing his skill beyond that has the hacker mindset. He’s developed a certain level of competence and is either content to stay at that level indefinitely or would like to improve but doesn’t feel compelled to do the work to get there.

A person with the obsessive mindset will try to force himself to improve faster than is naturally feasible. Let’s say our dancer finished taking the beginning dance class and jumped straight into an intermediate class. He’s struggling with intermediate stuff because he hasn’t mastered the beginner techniques. If his reaction is to force his way through it, he’s obsessive. He’s probably going to injure himself.

I alternated between the hacker mindset and the obsessive mindset in school. Most of the time I’d do the minimum amount of work to get the maximum grade… or if not maximum, at least a grade I could live with. I resented being asked to go above and beyond. I’d try to coast for as long as I could. What was the point in mastering anything when I’d get an A if I did less? If I minimized the amount of time I spent on school stuff I could spend more time doing fun things, right?

For exams I’d jump into obsessive mode in a valiant attempt to pass the tests. I’d pull all-nighters studying, or spend a week or two before the test attempting to learn everything I was supposed to learn until then. By senior year of college this often meant years of material I’d never figured out. Not fun. And not very effective. :/

I’ve, regrettably, been a bit of a hacker (and sometimes obsessive) with music too. When I had piano lessons I never got into the “regular daily practice” habit. With recorder I spent a few months learning what I needed to learn and then happily hacked my way along. I’ve gotten as good as I have just by showing up to dance practice and playing for dancers. Conscious practicing? What’s that? The thing is I’d like to master some instrument, so realizing I’ve been a hacker all these years was a bit of a shock. If I continue this I’ll never master anything.

Dabblers

A person with the dabbler mindset tries something, encounters some difficulty, and then quits. The dabbling dancer is one that takes the beginner lesson, and soon after quits because “it’s not his thing” or “it takes too long to get any good”. Often he’s too ashamed of looking like the inept beginner that he is. He doesn’t realize that in order to gain competence he has to go through the beginner phase.

I’ve dabbled in SO MANY things, but four things in particular come to mind because I keep dabbling, quitting, and going back a few years later. They are languages, stringed instruments, jazz, and drawing. With languages and drawing I quit because I’m afraid to look stupid and they take a really long time to master. With Jazz, I can’t see the path for getting where I want to go. With string instruments… they’re really hard? I’m actually making some progress on the second two right now. I’ve picked up the ukulele, and have made quite a bit of progress on it alright. The goal is to use it as a stepping stone to guitar and to jazz.

Masters

The master mindset is a lot of things, but most importantly it means that when you’re on a learning plateau (i.e. you working hard but aren’t making on progress) you keep practicing, keep trying to make progress. What’s more you enjoy the practicing. Goals aren’t your primary focus, although you do still have goals. If our obsessive dancer had the master mindset his reaction to not doing well in the intermediate class would be to quit the intermediate class and work on the foundation material he still needed to master. Maybe he’d repeat the beginner class or maybe he’d go to open dancing and practice with some of the more experienced dancers. He’d accept where he was and do what he had to do. He’d also enjoy dancing where he’s at now, or at least consider the end goal worth the temporary awkwardness he’s going through.

I’ve had the master’s mindset in a few things. Three that come to mind are swing dancing, sewing, and intimate relationships.

When I started swing dancing I had the master’s mindset. I loved every bit of it. I learned a lot in the classes. I went to open dancing and wasn’t afraid to practice with the advanced dancers even though I was an awkward beginner. I practiced a lot and I loved the practicing. I’d still be dancing now if Aaron had the same interest.*

I love the process of sewing. I love sewing a straight seam on the machine. I love sewing cuffs on by hand. I also enjoy completing ambitious projects. The combination of these two things, liking the process and being ambitious, are the reasons I keep sewing and keep improving at sewing. I suffer through the visualization and fitting and refitting and refitting and refitting of a sleeve because ultimately I like sewing and the end is worth it. If I only cared about the end garment and felt ambivalent the sewing part, I wouldn’t sew. I’d just buy all my reenactment garb or have someone make it for me.

I had only one boyfriend prior to Aaron. We dated for two years in high school. I took the relationship very seriously. I was willing to work through whatever problems we had (assuming they were workable**), and all in all tried to be the best partner I could be. Not surprisingly I wasn’t the one to end the relationship. With Aaron, I feel the same way. I enjoy the process of being in a relationship. I like having date nights, I’m willing to have awkward intimate conversations that need to happen, I’m willing to admit I need to work on my issues with housework, etc. I want us to thrive. I love the practice and I have goals. I’m on the master’s path.

There’s More to Say, but…

…this post is already pretty long. Even though I just finished the book yesterday, assigning names to the different mindsets has already been useful. I’ve realized that in some areas I don’t have the master’s mindset and I wish I did. *cough*Music*cough*

I can also see it being useful for interacting with other people. There are a lot of hackers and dabblers in the SCA, and having a name for them will make it easier for me to deal with them positively. It’s OK to be a hacker or a dabbler. I just need to not expect everyone to be on the master’s path.

So, yeah, really good book. Highly recommend it. May write more about it in the future.

* We met through swing dancing, so it’s not that Aaron doesn’t know how to dance, he’s just has more of a hacker attitude than I do. As in he’d go to workshops if I was interested, but wouldn’t be pro-active about it. It was really important to me to be able to share the same level of passion about dancing with my significant other, so rather than give up Aaron I gave up dancing and replaced it with music.

** I learned later that my first boyfriend is gay, and had just been figuring that out around the time he broke up with me. Gay is not a workable problem. I stopped talking to him for reasons independent of him being gay, but that’s another story…

After I read Pillars of the Earth last summer I decided to put off reading the next book, World Without End, because Pillars destroyed my week. In a good way, mind you, but still. I couldn’t afford that kind of thing two weeks in a row. Or even two weeks in as many months. Also I wanted something to look forward to.

Now that the wedding’s over and we don’t have any TV shows to compulsively watch, I decided last weekend that I was ready to have my life eaten by a good book again. World Without End has definitely been delivering. I’m still not done with it, and I’ve had to read the book summary and skip around to the sections I was really looking forward to in order to keep myself from going insane.

Life is a Lot Better When You Want to Improve at Your Job

You’ll make more money. You’ll be more effective. You’ll more easily be able to switch jobs. People will be more able to handle it when you make mistakes. Etc.

Conversely, if you don’t want to improve at your job you won’t maximize your earning potential, you won’t be very effective, you’ll have a hard time finding another job in your field, and you won’t be very happy. It’s not fun feeling like you could be making more of your life if you were doing something else.

8 Hours Is Not Enough

I like the feeling of not being busy. I like playing with the cat, chit-chatting with Aaron, watching favorite TV shows, and spending time with friends and family. (Although sometimes the last one can feel like a chore…) I like choosing what to do based on what I feel like doing rather than based on what’s on my list.

I also like making progress on projects. I like being able to say I’m one step closer to my goals. I like making things. I like working through my mental blocks. I like practicing musics. I like learning about new things.

The 8 hours when I’m not at work and I’m not sleeping often don’t feel like enough time to relax, produce things, and do dishes. I also tend to get resentful about not having enough time to pursue worthwhile projects or having to choose between a Project and playing with the kitty (or the husband). Saying no is hard when I really do want to say yes.

I think the solution is to accept where I am… that I don’t have all the time in the world. I also need to remind myself that this state is temporary, and eventually my time will be much better aligned with my aspirations.

Online Shareable Lists are Cool

One of the reasons I wanted an iPhone was to have shared lists with Aaron. When I finally got one last fall I didn’t end up putting any list sharing software on it because there didn’t seem to be any good ones.

This week I had another look and found Listingly, which does just about everything I want. Aaron and I now have simple, shareable lists available anywhere that has internet access. Easy to update using my phone too. If there’s anyone you’d like to share to-do lists with, you should take a look at this site.

Building a Backlog of Content

I’m working on writing a backlog of well written content for TPLT. Once I get enough posts in there I’ll start posting them on Wednesdays in addition to the weekly check-in.

That’s it for now. Have a good weekend!

The Wedding Party (Click for full size)

Aaron and I are the ones in the center in case you couldn’t guess. I made my dress and the dresses for the two ladies on the left. And by made I mean I could have done just about all of it myself, but due to time constraints I sought out a lot of help from my friends.

Not sure I’d make the same decisions if I were doing it all over again. On the one hand I’m happy that the dresses were pretty historically accurate and they turned out well. On the other hand it was a hell of a lot of work for people who don’t do reenactment. Chances are I would have made mine myself and then either ordered the rest from a Renaissance festival clothing website or made them a lot simpler. Such is life. I hadn’t intended to do more than mine in the first place and then things happened and I ended up making them. :-/

So, things I learned.

Our Community is Pretty Awesome

I have a great group of friends that really came through for us for our event. I think the only people involved with the wedding that we didn’t know intimately were the caterer (who just supplied the food; no staff) and the site person. Everything else was done by someone I’m either on a first name basis with or is family.

I’d talked a while back about how modern secular weddings are missing something, and I realized something about my wedding. It may not have had the religious aspect, but we definitely tapped into an old tradition… the tradition of everyone in the village working together to make the wedding day(s) happen. That was really special. And happy.

Sometime in the coming weeks we’re going to have a Thank You party for everyone who helped out with the wedding. There’s a pretty good chance Aaron and I will get weepy at that.

Detachment? Have I talked about that here?

Detachment is a pretty good policy in general, but it’s especially important in anything where your friends are helping you out with stuff. It’s one thing to yell at a stranger because something they did didn’t meet your expectations… you’re not going to hang out with them after the contract is up. With friends, you really shouldn’t yell at them for not helping you the way you want them to. For one thing it’s mean to yell at anyone. For another, they’re helping you! Yelling at someone for volunteering their time does not win you anything except grief. Plus, chances are whatever your vision was wasn’t that important anyway.

Also it’s hard to have a complete vision of everything. Better to give people the space to be creative. The more detached you are from your vision, the more surprised and happy you’ll be by what you end up with. For instance, I had no idea what I wanted from the flowers. Giving my friend the freedom to do what she wanted meant I got pleasantly surprised and I didn’t have to spend time explaining what I wanted.

So yeah, yay detatchment!

I like running events

Not that I was actually running this one. We had people on site in charge of making sure things got done, but I think I’d like being in charge of such things too. We’re thinking of having an anniversary dinner dance next year with more dancing a fewer funny costumes. Methinks that’d be a lot of fun, and a lot less work to plan.

It’s nice to be officially married

Aaron and I signed the papers in September, but we didn’t publicly change our status until after the June wedding. We’d been in limbo for 3/4 of a year and by the end it was really annoying. We didn’t know how to introduce ourselves to new people. We didn’t know whether or not we should let people know we signed the papers. Etc. It was weird. I have more thoughts on this that deserve their own post. Suffice it to say, I’m happy to be able to call Aaron my husband now.

I like kayaking

We went kayaking on our honeymoon. I could see myself doing more of that. There’s a club in Ann Arbor I might join. I’m wary because I already have a busy schedule, but I’ve been feeling like my “likes being in nature” side doesn’t get enough attention.

Will probably keep doing one of those things I’d thought about quitting

In the last check-in I’d said I was planning to give up some positions I have. I’ve decided to hold off on doing that for one of them. I’m excited about where that one is going and the person I had in mind for the job I think won’t be that interested in the new direction.

Still a few more wedding thoughts

I have about three posts in my heading related to our wedding and marriage in general. Hopefully after that I’ll be done with this topic.

That’s about it for me right now.

I’ll be back to regular posting schedule next week.

(Btw… The wedding was awesome! Hee!)

Self-Consciousness

When it comes to this blog I’m incredibly self-conscious. I feel like a fraud. I have a hard time telling people what I write about and feel like I need to defend why I want to write what I write. I need to get over this. The best way to do that is write about stuff I know. So that is what I will do… after the wedding.

Plans

After the wedding this blog will be my top priority. (After usual things like keeping up my current job, keeping my relationships afloat, not letting the house deteriorate too much… etc.) Basically Wedding Crapé will be replaced by Blogging Crapé.

Second to this will be music stuff. Specifically recording an album of Italian Renaissance dance music with Aaron and various other musicians from around these parts.

Third is artsy stuff like sewing myself a new Medieval dress or two for Pennsic. (I’m tired of all the unflattering cotton stuff I have, and my new Tudor Wedding Garb is too nice for camping.) Also I’d like to experiment with making period jewelry and kids clothes to sell. And maybe putting pockets in my skirts.

I will keep this order of precedence in mind.

Letting Go

Methinks I need to let go of some commitments that are weighing me down right now and will weigh me down even more if I try to pursue my already mentioned plans. At the moment, I’m holding on… doing the minimum… but I’m not growing as a leader and the people I’m supposed to be leading are suffering for it. Also I see people who would do a much better job in my place. I shouldn’t stop them from shining.

But it’s hard. I feel guilty for not wanting to grow into these positions. I had dreams for myself and they no longer fit. At the same time I know that feeling guilty about not fulfilling past dreams is silly. It doesn’t make me do what I need to do to be the right person for the job. It just makes me feel bad.

Also, it’s not like I can’t go back to these positions later. I could definitely see myself doing that at some point.

Spending to Earn

I’m thinking about spending money on this Blogging project of mine. I want a better design for the site and I have someone in mind to do it. But that will cost $$. I’ve also been looking for a community to help me get over my business/blogging related mental-blocks. I think I’ve found one that would be a good fit for me, but it costs $$. My hyper-sensitive instinct says paying money for such “help” is a scam or something, but if I view it through the lens of “it’s a class” it’s not so bad.

The trick is I need to block out the time to actually make use of it. It’s not going to be something where I just show up and have everything done for me. I’m going to have to pay money and work. But I think in the end it’ll be worth the effort. I’ll about it for another few weeks before I make any serious commitments. Plus there’s a wait list so I may not even get in.

At this point I trust myself to keep going with this blogging thing. I’ve been doing it for over a year and a half. I’d still really like doing it and want to improve at it. It’s worth throwing money at. Also throwing money at anything not related to music is a big mental block of mine so… yeah.

That’s about it for now. A week from Sunday is The Wedding. You can expect a Weekly Check-in next Friday. After that I’ll be on my honeymoon in Colorado. I’ll try to have some post ready for that Friday. It won’t be a check-in because… I won’t be there for the checking in. But it’ll be something.

Whee!