AACE in Louisville

What a relaxing trip!

As I had guessed, my feet didn't let me dance much at the square dance convention. So I slept late, sat on the sidelines frequently, and picked my favorite times to dance. I enjoyed the heck out of what I did do. (As luck would have it, rfrench's intermittent foot problem (dorsal bunion) was acting up as well, so at least we were well-matched.)

There was NOTHING else for us to do at this convention. Other fun activities were "within walking distance" which meant I didn't do them. Heck, just walking around in the hotel was daunting enough. I ventured out for food only twice. Even the hotel pool was closed for renovations! There was nothing, nothing, nothing to do.

As a result, I had the most relaxing vacation I've had in a long time. Neither rfrench nor I made any attempt to switch to East Coast time; we slept when we wanted to and didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about it. After all, there was more dancing than we could do, so why not? When our feet gave out we sat and chatted with folks, or we went to visit rfrench's parents, or we caught up on sleep. After all the dancing was over for the evening we hung out in the bar with friends every night, gossiping and planning world domination. It was fantastic.

The flight home was not so fantastic. American decided to cancel our connecting flight to Chicago, no reason, no apology, no "we'll put you up for the night". With a large amount of effort rfrench managed to get us rebooked on Northwest to San Francisco. (Too bad that wasn't our destination.) This effort involved both of us running around the airport a bunch, definitely not my favorite way to build up foot pain. Of course the flight we got was the last thing out and was leaving in twenty minutes. Of course we were selected by security for the full search. Fortunately, a guy with a feepy-cart took us from security to the gate in record time. He was awesome. We then had a connection in Minneapolis, where they have an excellent feepy-cart system with designated waiting points and everything -- well, everything but actual carts, that is. We walked. I sat on the moving sidewalks. Finally at San Francisco we at least had a good cab driver for the long ride home.

My kitties were very, very happy to see me.

Now that I've been back at work for a day and a half I'm back to my pre-trip stress levels. Gotta do something about that. More square dance conventions, yeah, that's the ticket. :-)

Quicken

I am a zealous, overexcited new convert.

Entered about sixteen months' worth of old cash and check expenditure data while in Louisville. Now need credit card data and bank charges, as I didn't have those statements with me there. I feel so potentially organized.

Mail checkpoint

I've cleared out the spam-backlog in my personal mail account and have responded to everything I found that seemed to want a response. If I didn't reply it's because the mail is gone -- please send again or comment here.

(Even with aggressive filters I get about ten pieces of spam to every piece of mail I need to read, and about 90 pieces of spam to every one I need to reply to. My 'd' key gets awfully quick right after I come home from a trip.)

Wow, it feels good to have THAT done.

LJ tags

I can mark an entry with a tag, but I can't do a thing with it once it's there, huh?

Let's see. I could
- convert to S2
- go back and index everything I've written
- not mind that I can only see the last hundred of something

Alternatively, I could stick with the existing memories system.

Gee. Toughie.