D&D

I put the F in Funemployment this afternoon. I drummed up some enthusiasm for a cowboy themed Dungeons and Dragons campaign that I've been working on for the last couple of days. Working on it was like cramming for an exam, I did my best to flesh out the world and the people, I prepped answers for any rouge question and planned rewards and outcomes for any scenario. My over-worrying paid off though, I sat down with my old coworkers (who are out of work now, just like me) and we had a whale of a time playing through my little scenario. I mentally locked in, and before I looked up from my various notebooks I noticed that three hours had gone by. My first every lengthy TTRPG campaign completed!

Opportunity comes with Freedom

First day of freedom! Aside from the stint of work I did this morning to mop up my lingering to do list. I suspect there'll be a few more odd jobs and bills to settle as the dust settles, but I'll take those as they come. In the meantime, I noticed just how content I felt. The days are getting longer, my obligations are only to myself and the horizon ahead feels vast in an inspiring way. I've got a small hit list of activities to crack on with before my holidays, the most important being having Dan over for some games. So I messaged him out the blue with the offer of dinner and beers but he honestly didn't need persuading because we had a great time hanging out in the evening. 

Mr Popular

Took our guests up to North Street where I was spotted by not one, but two other groups of friends. My network of Bristol people is clearly growing, nice to know that there's a small chance of always bumping into a familiar face. Rebecca and I bid our guests farewell as the Sunday scaries started to set in.

I mean, they should have done, but I'm free as a bird! Monday tomorrow will just be an extension of the weekend, no obligations, no stresses, no income... But I'll be more than fine til the next one rolls along, just got to enjoy the time I got, it'll be over before I know it. 

Pit Stop X Pub Stop

I don't even remember closing my eyes yesterday but I slept for a good long time, finally catching up after the end of the job. So I felt rested, better yet having house guests over (Matt and Ben) meant we had an excuse to cook an all-out breakfast which really brought me back to life.  

We took a walk into town for coffee, cookies and charity shops... Plus a few pub stops along the way. A Mexican place I was at the other week was on the ticket for tonight too and lighting did strike twice because it was a huge hit. We rounded the evening off with a final cute pub stops alongside some dice games which got us whooping. Just a lovely Saturday all in. 

See Ya Production Office

 Work drinks are fun, but boy you gotta pace yourself. My sleep was interrupted by my survival instincts telling me 'something is wrong', turns out that was my gut churning out the booze, never quite deciding if it'll come up or not.

Thankfully it didn't, and I wasn't alone in being in hungover so we commiserated together with a McDonald's breakfast than got to work on the big push to clean out the office. I had to really dig deep at times, moving bags of rock salt and peeling off hazard tape off studio floors was not on my mental agenda for today. But we got it done, or there's abouts.

We packed it all down then all just quietly took in our office one last time. The space we worked, laughed and panicked together. A lot of memories in that space, and it was bizarre to think that after just over a year it's all over. I'm officially unemployed now, but I already cannot wait for my time off. 

Work Drinks...

Every job must come to an end. 

But before that must come a bit meal. To be exact, one that starts at 3pm then goes on til 10pm. 

All paid for.

Including drinks.

You do a lot alof crazy stuff on a job but it's occasionally worth it for a mad one. 

Pontoon Pub

I recently adopted using a standing desk at work, not only are my legs getting a real workout, but it's gotten to the point where sitting down just feels wrong. I mean, now that I've been sat at home for a bit it's felt extra nice, but now my thigh muscles have all seized up a bit, guess that's a sign of my legs getting stronger but it's crazy to think how quickly I've acclimated to standing and working.

Back at home I returned to Minecraft and spent longer then I'd care to admit to make a pub on a pontoon. I really wanted to make some pirate looking lanterns that require iron to make, which only spawns in the dark, dangerous depths of the world. Cut to me dying multiple time in trying to get some, every time I do die the server let's all the players know that I succumbed to a terrible fate and everyone laughed at me...

They won't be laughing when I refuse their bar tab at the pontoon pub.