At this time of year I'm normally in a tent at Raglan castle in Wales - i'd have arrived last Friday/ During the day I'd hopefully be getting more exercise than usual, with tournaments and auths, having lunch of beans on toast at the little farm cafe, and there logging on briefly for emails and to see who the first contestants announced for Strictly were. [Yeah that's usually this week.] I'm missing that side,
This year I'd been looking forward to being Rapier Coordinator, having responsible duty, as well as being Night Steward a couple of tmes, and to getting Younger Alex authed and Free-Scholared... And picking up that Longsword auth I'm missing, and the long-delayed two-stick. Maybe Great Weapon if I was lucky. I'm missing those.
OTOH, I normally would be getting zero sleep, my nutrition routine would be shot to shit, and by Thursday I'd be either injured, ill, ot self-harming, or some combination thereof [in 5 years I've only escaped these in 2016]. I'd probably a;sp be wringing out and packing a sodden tent by Sunday. I am so not missing any of those things.
I am damn well relieved to have a roof over my head this week, and to be able to maintain my regular food routine - hopefully I might actually keep the blood sugar correct this week, for once in these five Augusts...
Raglan has never been my SCA highlight the way it is for others, though - for me, that would be Yule Ball. There are people I'll miss seeing, things I'll miss doing.
I suspect I'll have more of that missing and lost feeling at the end of month, when Redemption 2020 would have been.
Then again, I've no sure specifics to look forward toat all for the foreseeable future, so I don't really know how happy to be about the bits I'm not missing, or how down to feel about the things that I am...