But already this week I have accomplished much. I have:

Restrung my ukulele with really fancy new Aquila strings, using only the power of my fingers and the internet (oh, internet, I love you so).

Ridden a bike with my husband (not on the same bike, of course) halfway down the section of the Beltline that runs past our house, lapping him on the uphill portions (this is way awesome, since he’s in far better shape than I; I admit that I have a mechanical advantage, in that my bike has several more gears than his).

Learned some more of the song I’m learning on the ukulele. I’m not great at it, but I’m getting better. Soon I will share my progress (promise).

Gotten a bit more done on the cuff of the husband’s gloves.

And that’s pretty much it. Gulf Wars is looming, and I’m making lists of things to pack, washing garb, and working on more garb. I’m only going for a few days, so it’s not a big deal, but I’m still freaking out a little. I’ve never done a camping event like this before. I will get to see other Indian personas I only interact with online, so that will be great. I have a feeling that the excitement will eventually overcome my trepidation.

We’ll see what I can accomplish with the rest of the week. I am feeling hopeful…