The mysterious RR from last week turned out to be the Ruby Retreat, which I was actually attending as I wrote the previous post. Not sure how I missed that!

Despite forgetting its name, the event was well worth it: software, sea cliffs, and lupine intrigue aplenty. The trip back, however, has had something of an aftermath.

I caught COVID on the train. Recovery proceeds; isolation ends; but a little more sleep would probably help it along…

What I did get, was:

• To sleep, around 1:24 on average, for about 7 hours and 9 minutes a night.
• To make, 7 things:
  • 4 evening’s worth of progress on my budget. This was my project for the Retreat, and needs some more work to put it online — one or two people did ask me to share it, though it may yet disappoint.
  • A bit of socialisation at the Retreat,
  • Another notebook indexed,
  • Some house paperwork, done;
  • And some decisions that came upon me around web and email hosting.
• I didn’t finish anything this week, despite many hours of train travel. The lure of the phone, I must resist!

I was, just, well enough for D&D last night. A little flatter than I’d like — the villains were a little behind the 8-ball, so the PCs spent much of the session having a relaxing bath. But the game remains afoot!

And speaking of feet, a footnote: I have, at the last moment, committed to write every day in November. We’ll see how that turns out.