Women who are thirty-fourteen should not get homesick.
Ah, but I am. I think the excitement has worn down, and now I’m focused on the business end of the business which is much more draining. It also allows my rampant angst to come out for some fun and games.
I will compliment this hotel. Lunch yesterday was wonderful, and the continental breakfast was great. Melinda and I ate with Lois Winston and Robin Haseltine. I knew both through their posts on the Elements loop. We had a ball, but I can’t even describe the conversation a table of romance writers had. A big thanks to Robin for getting all of the Elements members together for breakfast. It was nice to put faces with names.
I’m heading to some workshops and I have an editor appointment this afternoon. But I must confess my energy is waning.
I miss my husband and my Schnauzer.
Aww! I understand. I hit my wall on Friday last year (right before my pitch appts, unfortunately). But, then, Friday night after dinner, Adrienne and I went back to our room. It was the only night the whole conference we were in there before 11, but we went back before 9 that night, ordered room service dessert, and put on our PJs to watch Man vs. Wild. That whole conference was an amazing week, but I have to say that little PJ party was one of my favorite moments. And much needed!
So, Dr. Leshia prescribes a little break for you. Take it however you like, but it should include comfy clothes and large amounts of sugar!
Enjoy the ceremony tonight. I’ll see you next week.
Lesh
Thanks, Leshia! And, yes, I’ve definitely hit a wall. Kay and I aren’t sleeping well. Not that we don’t get along. She’s the perfect roommate. Just too much stress. I like your prescription!
Don’t worry–I’ve talked to Dad a few times this week, and he assures me Carter has been fed, walked, and loved. Apparently, Carter misses you terribly…he’s so lonely, he’s being sweet to DAD! Weird.
LOL! I’m home now, and he is sticking to me like glue. Dr. Carter, not Dad. Although your father seemed to miss me too.