....I'm done. Oh boy, am I ever tired.
We got home about 2am this morning and my obnoxious internal alarm clock has decided to exercise its right to torture me and keep me awake. (Its the curse of having a work schedule that drags you from you bed at unholy hours most of the week.)
IQF was unbelievable, I have much to share (including a Where I Stand Sunday post that was supposed to go up yesterday) and about a billion photos to edit.
It was a blur. I've always thought its much like Christmas and a wedding...you spend months preparing for it and its done in a blink of an eye. But still totally worth it.
I'll be talkin' at ya soon, but for right now I have a date with the sofa and Dooley. We are going to slug impersonations today.