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Conflikt was lovely, and I shall try to write a bit more detail about it at some other time. I'd meant to write it up today, but sometimes, life happens.
The drive home from Conflikt wasn't bad either. Drew slept most of it, so we made relatively minimal stops to care for him and us, and were back home by about 2:30, at which point unpacking/cleaning/etc. commenced. Including shopping as we needed some groceries. And caring for Drew, who was (having slept most of the drive) wiiiiiiiiiide awake. He seemed to mostly enjoy his wide-awake afternoon, though.
Alas, something I ate disagreed with me slightly but I am feeling better now. At least it waited until I was home. Not thrilling, but it could be a lot worse.
The eczema on my hands is actually improved over where it was on Friday when we headed up. In spite of the fact that I did not medicate it any night we were there because I kept going to bed so late and forgetting. And in spite of the fact that, while I took my own soap for our room, I did not carry it around the con and use it in every other restroom. This? Tells me that the hotel uses a liquid soap that gets along much more nicely with my hands than the one at my office. ;) Heh. And to be fair, I was drinking a lot of water; staying well-hydrated helps with the eczema too. (I was drinking a LOT of water: my cold had an annoying cough, and keeping the water flowing helped me keep it at bay. I drank quite a bit during some concerts to avoid having to step out of the room, if I could.)
Got to see many many friends, including some new friends, and listen to music and hang out. And Scott enjoyed himself and I think Drew enjoyed himself (although by today he was so done with our hotel room and wanted to be anywhere but in that space), and we plan to be back next year.
And in more immediate things, I plan to go fall over and sleep some. In a room that I can reliably return to. (The key cards for our door failed twice. Only the second time, when I got rekeyed last night, the rekey didn't work. The nice desk clerk opened the door for me with the master card...after four or five tries...and we made sure someone was in the room at all times until we left. Good thing that happened after I left the smoked salmon filk that closed the con, and not earlier in the weekend. They're going to check the reader device on that room.)
The drive home from Conflikt wasn't bad either. Drew slept most of it, so we made relatively minimal stops to care for him and us, and were back home by about 2:30, at which point unpacking/cleaning/etc. commenced. Including shopping as we needed some groceries. And caring for Drew, who was (having slept most of the drive) wiiiiiiiiiide awake. He seemed to mostly enjoy his wide-awake afternoon, though.
Alas, something I ate disagreed with me slightly but I am feeling better now. At least it waited until I was home. Not thrilling, but it could be a lot worse.
The eczema on my hands is actually improved over where it was on Friday when we headed up. In spite of the fact that I did not medicate it any night we were there because I kept going to bed so late and forgetting. And in spite of the fact that, while I took my own soap for our room, I did not carry it around the con and use it in every other restroom. This? Tells me that the hotel uses a liquid soap that gets along much more nicely with my hands than the one at my office. ;) Heh. And to be fair, I was drinking a lot of water; staying well-hydrated helps with the eczema too. (I was drinking a LOT of water: my cold had an annoying cough, and keeping the water flowing helped me keep it at bay. I drank quite a bit during some concerts to avoid having to step out of the room, if I could.)
Got to see many many friends, including some new friends, and listen to music and hang out. And Scott enjoyed himself and I think Drew enjoyed himself (although by today he was so done with our hotel room and wanted to be anywhere but in that space), and we plan to be back next year.
And in more immediate things, I plan to go fall over and sleep some. In a room that I can reliably return to. (The key cards for our door failed twice. Only the second time, when I got rekeyed last night, the rekey didn't work. The nice desk clerk opened the door for me with the master card...after four or five tries...and we made sure someone was in the room at all times until we left. Good thing that happened after I left the smoked salmon filk that closed the con, and not earlier in the weekend. They're going to check the reader device on that room.)
