So, now, I'll be getting up early, and flying to DC, and presenting, and taking notes, and what have you. All of these are fine things. And I will, damnit, be back in time for the chocolate thing, because, you know, my life wins over my job. I'm 95% sure my boss will agree. But the whole thing has me all discombobulated and out of sorts.
And I have an intermittent pain in my head that's making me want to scream.
NEFFA was great, though. I'll write about it when I'm in a better mood and can do it justice.