Don't get me wrong: I'm not oblivious to the generosity! Garrett had pressured me to attend since I told him it was supposed to be a great conference--even better than the NY one I attended a few years ago.
When I told him I needed to finish some details on my book before it was ready to pitch, he insisted...until I compared it to him going to the Tour de France and being almost ready to compete.
After that, I suspected he might buy me a bike.
Instead, the envelope held confirmation information for two nights at a hotel.
Last weekend, I lost myself in the final polishing touches of my book. Meals were delivered to my door. Garrett had even booked a massage.
|Room keys for my computer and me.|
At 8:52 PM on Saturday night, I celebrated the completion of Society of Legions with Hershey's kisses and a small bottle of wine.