Okay, so I leave on Wednesday for the RWA Conference, which means I’m approaching full on panic mode. :laundry: isn’t done yet. I still have to go get a manicure and pedicure. I haven’t packed yet. I still need to grocery shop for a few things to bring along. :chair:
Of course , Sven is going to require me to write every day before I go. (No way in hell can I write at the conference. I don’t even have time to pee at the conference. So kiss my ass, Sven. :neener:)
I’m really looking forward to seeing some old friends, like Angie and Mandy, and meeting some of my friends I’ve only talked to online, like my Bantam babes Lara Adrian, Larissa Ione and Steph Tyler.
And omg am I ever scheduled to eat a lot. I have multiple breakfast, lunch and dinner appointments, plus two publisher cocktail parties. Must check packing list for elastic waist clothing, since it appears I’ll be eating my way through the conference.
Speaking of that packing list, I should probably start one. I’m not good without a list. I invariably forget stuff. Important stuff.
And I think I’m going to need a separate suitcase just for shoes.
At least I’m driving down to Dallas, which means the haul of books I intend to come back with will fit nicely in the back of the Tahoe. :sasmokin:
Bet y’all would like to have a chance to win some of the freebie books I’m going to come back with, wouldn’t you?
Stay tuned :giggle: