For those of you who are used to reading my husband’s blog, you’ll know that every year around this time, we prepare what we call our RPG retreat. Usually, it means that for about a week, we find a place outside of Lisbon where a group of us stay and do almost nothing else than playing role-playing games. Usually that means me and a bunch of men.
Last night, my place hosted the character and setting preparation meeting. If you know men in general, and geeks in particular, you’ll know that, for them, nothing else is needed, when you’re leaving town for a week. Everything else falls on the category of “operational details”, which are not at all important. Guess who’s stuck worrying about them?
From my point of view, yeah, playing’s fun, but I still like to eat and sleep on a clean bed. Which means it’s up to me to find out if there are any clean sheets available when we get there (it’s a holiday house, so unoccupied most of the year), and just how close is the nearest supermarket. From their point of view, they feel confortably sure that “someone” will cook and make food available, and I’m convinced they don’t find things like beds to be something they should worry about at all. Don’t take me wrong, they’re all very nice guys, and if tell them to, they’ll take care of stuff. It’s just that somethings are beyond them.
On a different note, this retreat will be my first opportunity to be a PTA producer. I’ve never been a GM or anything of the sort, so I’m kind of nervous about it. On the other hand, it´s probably an easy way to try the head of the table for the first time, so I’m looking forward to it. I’m sure my husband will give you an accurate report of how I did, when we get back.