I'm writing this at literal midnight after driving most of my day away from Chicago and back to my home.
I am hyped up on the caffeine I drank to get through the mind-numbing drive that is Indiana and exhausted by the last three days' activities and completely inspired and rejuvenated in my passion for words and stories and overwhelmed in the best of ways by it all.
This year was the complete and utter opposite of last year and basically by the time I'm done getting it all out I wouldn't blame you for being sick of me talking about BlogHer.
But this trip was, without a doubt, one of the best things I have ever done for myself as a writer and blogger and storyteller and pretty much as a mostly-functional grown-up.
I am in awe of how wonderful it was. And I am so grateful for all of it.
Right now, though, I really need to take out my contacts and lay down in my own bed and let my body and brain adjust from Central Time and be ready for tomorrow, a new day in a new week in a new chapter, I think.
(PS, I quietly redesigned the blog before I headed out, so if you're into that kind of thing, or want to see more recent photos of the kids, you know, click through.)