I leave tomorrow for the RWA Conference in Dallas. Still have :laundry: to do. I haven’t even dragged the luggage out of the closet yet. I don’t have a packing list. Think I’m avoiding? :chair:
I wrote 8 pages yesterday (Pages 163-170), so Sven won’t sweat on me. Heh.
So..here’s what’s up while I’m gone.
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.
So I’ll be attending the Romance Writer’s of America National Conference next week.
I often talk of my love/hate relationships with things. I have a love/hate relationship with conferences. I love this conference. It’s a great place to network with my peers, to unwind and relax and talk shop and to just have some fun with people who really ‘get’ what I do for a living. It’s also frenetic, with nonstop meetings, breakfasts, lunches, dinners, booksignings, meet and greets, cocktail parties, yada yada yada. It’s utterly exhausting.
And then there’s the….*queue Jaws music*…..PACKING. Dun Dun DUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! (Insert screams of horror) :hide:
I hate packing for conferences. You have to ‘outfit plan’ for every event. I’m serious. You should see my schedule. And for every event I need an outfit. With shoes to match. (Though I’m thinking my white flip flops go with everything, don’t they? :giggle: ) Skirts, dresses, cocktail dresses, pants, jeans, tops and don’t forget the assorted underwear. And did I mention shoes? I’m going to need one suitcase just for shoes. (Unless I really do decide to go with the white flip flops. The idea is becoming more and more appealing).
Packing is exhausting. Outfit planning is even more exhausting. And when I get there, even with half my closet in tow, I will not have packed enough or at least enough of the right clothes. I know this to be true because it happens all the time. 😥
But I really do love this conference. I hope the bar is open twenty-four hours. :sasmokin: