My Weekend 2.16 – 2.18

I’m actually proud of myself right now. Crazy concept, right? I have been working really hard on getting my website running, getting content ready to post, and recording. I’ve been grinding on this for a couple months now and I’m enjoying it a lot! However, I’ve been developing some unhealthy habits and needed to check myself. I took this weekend to actually focus on that. I hadn’t taken a day off in nearly four weeks.

Friday was one of the busiest days I’ve ever had. PRG hosted the Wicked Winter Jam event at Aura! As part of the promotions team, I got to help with this event. It was a very long, tiring, FUN day. It started by getting to work at 8:00am, as usual, but I didn’t get home until almost 10:30pm. The work for me consisted of getting supplies and equipment together, driving the van to and from the venue, setting up decorations, and standing out in the cold to hand out posters. These may sound like complaints, but I promise they’re not. It was a blast. The best part was I got to share a good portion of this with Tommas. He volunteered with the street team crew and joined us at the event. I’m so grateful I get to do stuff like this!

On Saturday, I took the day to decompress. I had actually written in my calendar: DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS DAY. And I didn’t. I did a few loads of laundry, played the Sims, and we ordered pizza for dinner. The most I accomplished was going to pick it up. I was going a bit stir crazy at first, but after a while I could tell that I really needed that break.

Sunday was a tough day, but a day of healing. We said goodbye to Robyn. It was an overwhelming afternoon. I don’t have the right words for it, and I don’t think I ever will. It’s so hard to express how incredible it was to see such a filled space. I was an hour and fifteen minutes early to the service and we still had some trouble parking. I’m glad we were early. As time went on, the room got so crowded. We eventually moved from our seats to the floor so others would have a place to sit. It was standing room only. Even at that, there were several people out in the foyer due to how packed that place was. I watched people who hate each other hug each other. I watched strangers eyes fill with tears. I probably only knew 25% of the guests. I held my cousins. My best friend held me. We all laughed and cried together. I think everyone felt Robyn’s hug to all of us. We know she is no longer in pain and we know she is living her best, second life.

As my late night ramblings come to an end, I want to express my gratitude to everyone. Everyone who has been following my portfolio, who attended Robyn’s service, and everyone who left me alone on Saturday so I could rest, haha.

Now that I’ve had a chance to rest and refresh, content will be back to a better schedule. I’m still working out the kinks of that and figuring out what works for me. Thank you for all your support.