After Daz left around 02:30 or 03:00, I went to bed too. Didn’t sleep much or well, but I do recall an interesting dream of me going into an underground realm of giants to rescue people. I wish I could remember more, just on the off chance it would have made a good story. That’s a writer for you.
Sometime around 07:30, Daz texted me. I’d forgotten to turn sound off on my phone, but I went ahead and carried on a conversation about his character, mostly because I’d panned to get up around 08:00 anyway. We texted back and forth for about twenty minutes, and I got out of bed when we seemed to be done. Came out to living room, did morning routine, and settled in to work on the new encounters I wanted to make for my players. Worked on that for a couple hours or so.
By 10:00, I knew Greg wouldn’t be able to make it to game, so when Trish contacted me about gaming, I said just to cancel it ’cause Greg couldn’t make it and I was too exhausted. I told her I’d have been willing to tough it out if we’d been able to do D&D, but I didn’t have the drive to do anything else if we couldn’t do the D&D. The impression I got from her reply was that nobody on her end was broken up about canceling game completely.
Daz came up with his character sheet after that and we hammered out more of his character’s backstory and the plans for how they’re going to join the group. I gave him one of my last two binders and he departed to prepare for GMing his Thursday evening session of Pathfinder.
I did a few things after that. Organized my shelves so all my gaming stuff is on two of them; emailed various players in my group about backstory stuff they need to turn in if they haven’t already (as well as replacement stuff that I’ve lost somehow); tried to work on my Pathfinder character’s backstory but made no progress; tried to write with again no progress; and then engaged in an hours-long chat with Kit on MeWe.