It’s a new week, and I finally feel like myself again. The only time I have an unsta­ble mind is when I wake up between two and four every night. All the thoughts I push to the back of my mind come flood­ing back, and I have trou­ble falling asleep for another hour or two. Other than that, I’m okay, more or less. All it took was a house­warm­ing party and a week­end of no worries.

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Trolley and I started prepa­ra­tions on Friday. We were expect­ing 14 peo­ple (with three not drink­ing) and we got that exactly — Pat, Jen, Jeff, Pita, Mike, Iain, Aaron, Karen, Kat, Sebastien, Eric, Jen, Trolley, and I. In all, we had four bot­tles of Keith’s (left over from poker night last week), three bot­tles of wine, a 12 of Corona, and two 5-Liter Kegs of Grolsch. In addi­tion to this, Aaron ended up bring­ing six more Keith’s, while Mike gave me a mickey of Smirnoff, and Pita sup­plied a 12 of Blueu (the dis­tin­guished Quebec vari­ant of Blue). A few major drinkers pow­ered through the alco­hol, and while we ini­tially believed our­selves to be over­stocked, we ended up with only a few Blue and the wine.

It was a pretty good mix of peo­ple. While I was grilling burg­ers on the new bar­beque, peo­ple were min­gling, hang­ing out on the couches, catch­ing up on hockey on TV. Some were even soak­ing up the sun in my lit­tle back yard/patio, which has an accom­mo­dat­ing set of stairs and a few lawn chairs. There wasn’t as much seg­re­ga­tion, and I think that Aaron, Trolley, and Pat helped blend the two (and a half) groups a bit. For a suc­cess­ful party, I’m always sure to have all three in atten­dance. To my sur­prise, we all ended up play­ing some four-player Gamecube games towards the end of the night, some­thing I wasn’t sure that every­one was inter­ested in.

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Thumbnail: Moonray solar-powered lanterns

All-in-all, it was a good party, even if I was too busy run­ning around, mak­ing sure every­one was well fed and thor­oughly drunk, to hang out with my guests. I even got a few house­warm­ing gifts. Trolley and I built the bar­beque Pat gave us in time for the party, and Iain got me a nice set of crys­tal low balls (which have a nice weight to them, but need to be hand washed). Aaron gave me a set of six solar-charged patio lanterns that really make my yard stand out from the rest. I couldn’t ask for more.

Pita crashed that night, but not before I got him burned for the first time. I think his mind was a lit­tle too rigid, and he was ana­lyz­ing things a lit­tle too much to be able to relax and enjoy it. He stayed for the rest of Sunday, and we played the old Gamecube games we used to enjoy back when we were still liv­ing together. I had such a good time, that I was able to really for­get about every­thing else that’s going on right now. It was like a lit­tle get­t­away in my own house.

I needed this weekend.