For the past two years, I've been helping put into place a regional English teacher conference hosted by the writing program at my college. I was in charge of, well, a lot. For the past month, I've not slept well as my mind was constantly going over every little detail. This week, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, I barely slept at all with the conference finally being here and having to make sure all went smoothly. By 11 pm last night, after my two boys arrived home from their Homecoming dance, I put my head down on my pillow and let out a deep breath. I think I was out within seconds. For the first night in a long time, I slept. Then I slept more today. Around 4 this afternoon, I started feeling more rested, far more rested than I have in quite some time.
The conference went well, with just a few minor hiccups along the way, nothing that couldn't be resolved quickly and fairly easily. Two young men from my college's IT department acted as our on-site tech help, and they were absolutely awesome. My colleagues volunteered their time to come to the conference center and help with anything and everything asked of them. I was reminded again and again what wonderful people I work with. In the end, I heard no complaints from anyone attending the conference; I only heard positive, happy comments.
Now I can turn my attention back to other interests, like cycling, writing, and creating fun art pieces. I'm excited. I don't know where to start. Maybe this blog post is the start.