I need to vetch.
I like conferences that do something. I'm not in effing high school and don't want to spend my free time at an effing rally.
I get super anxious when people waste my time.
I get even more anxious when they serve me stuff I don't eat after being told three times "soy-free, gluten-free vegan" and filling it out on my conference registration form. They slid me some soy today and now all I want is to curl up into a ball to relieve these stomach cramps... But I'm stuck at a grown up pep rally.
And dudes are sketchy. I want my bed and señor rana.
I'm grateful that I have a bed to go home to. I'm grateful that I can hop in the car and run to the grocery store on my way home from this conference. I'm thankful for good advice and intuition and being able to research natural tummy ache remedies.
Slapping on my happy boots and enjoying this evening.
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