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I love RT and would never miss it.  Cassie and I joke about stocking the models with our walkers when we’re 80 and Kayce had to add that she’s running everyone down with her electric wheelchair.   I think Kayla is going to have a four wheeler, lol.  As everyone has said we enjoyed meeting up with old friends and meeting new ones. 

 JC Wilder’s blog gives you her point of view about the conference and it’s a good one.  I think what I enjoy about this conference the most, is everyone is relaxed.  No one is trying to act like it’s the 1950’s Corporate America, like some conferences do. 

Don’t get me wrong, it’s still about business, but with a fun flare.  I think everyone networks more this way.  To me it’s RT’s way of changing business functions, like Google is changing Corporate America.

Cassie Ryan and I stayed on Sunday, for the psychic fun and it was so worth it.  We didn’t have to hurry up, eat, pack and get to the airport after drinking the night before.  We got up on Sunday, walked to Starbucks (Chai…yummy), had a psychic reading, looked at the new vendor stuff, had lunch in the bar, I took a nap, and then watched movies.  Amanda McIntyre hosted a movie night, with popcorn, chocolate, root beer and prizes.  It was relaxing and fun. 

The flight home was long and uneventful.  When I got home at 1 in the morning on Monday night I gasped at what awaited me.  My babysitter for the cats didn’t clean out the boxes like I asked her to.  So of course I had a mess and a half on my hands.  I have one cat who doesn’t like messy boxes. 

Then I opened the fridge and forgot to clean out some leftovers before I left.  I found a new sentient race with green hair and their bodies resembled enchiladas.  They weren’t too friendly and didn’t like to be relocated to the garbage world.  They also stunk, bad race to have in your fridge.

Then I went out back and found my pool decided to mutate and I had algae starting to grow everywhere.  Hmmm…must have forgotten to check the chlorine levels when I left.  So I had to spend time making it sparkle again.

 This morning, when I was getting ready for work, I couldn’t find my brushes and makeup.  I, of course, am refusing to unpack.  I’ll be struck down by lightening if I look at those bags again.  Unfortunately, that meant livingd out of them this morning.   I would love to pay for a service to pack and unpack me.  I hate unpacking most of all.  So I’m waiting till this weekend to unpack.

I’m almost back to normal and am grateful for the wonderful time I had with all my peeps at RT.  Love you all.  Isabella  

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