When I awoke on Saturday morning, I was first conscious of two things: my throat felt scratchy and there was rain tapping on the window of the hotel room.
Oh well, no turning back now, right?
View from the bedroom window / Photo by Eau Claire Photographics
Dino and Taco both spent the night in the suite with me, but I woke up on my own and had some quiet time. First a shower, then I sat down to write a quick post for you guys, my dad brought me a yummy coffee which helped to soothe my throat, and finally I put together my letter for Sphinx. In the end, I liked leaving it to last minute, because my emotions were more sincere and sappy that way. As I was finishing up the letter, the activity level in the room started to pick up.