Yup I'm back in town and exhausted. In addition to a brutal drive back, I had to help my parents repaint and reorganize my entire room (which was long overdue). My first experience at a fur con gave me very important lessons for next time namely:

Get a con badge for better identification
Double check clothes packing (trust me you don't want to know how I learned that one)
And finally ROOM WITH SOMEONE because rooms are expensive and lonely with just one guy in them.

So I'm definitely going to be better prepared for next time.

On a different note, this trip caused me to do something I thought would never happen: Tell my mother about my furriness. After all these years, I finally opened my mouth and blurted it out to her. I'm pleased to say, I'm still living in my house and, even if she doesn't agree with me, she has decided to support me regardless. I'll be honest, I almost burst into tears of joy when she responded. All the self induced pain and torture finally coming to an end. While we do have some disagreements on some details, and she will no doubt object to some things I decide to do, I'm so happy to have finally gotten it off my chest.

So in summary, a weekend that I will not forget any time soon. I've definitely become more open to more possibilities that's for sure. For now, I'm very very tired and going to bed. *flops on bed and snores* Zzzzzzzz

That is all. :3