It is Sunday and Chattacon 44 is winding down. It has been fun. I got to meet up with friends, my eldest made new friends, and we both attended some interesting panels.
Right now I am sitting by myself in a little alcove on the second floor of The Read House watching my fellow convention goers pass by. My brain is full. I want to go home, sit down at my computer, and forget anything outside writing exists. Unfortunately, that isn’t how my life works. This afternoon I have other obligations and tomorrow it is back to the day job. However, it may snow on Tuesday. If the roads are bad enough they may close schools and possibly even work. Is that a bad thing to hope for?