First off. Registered for Further Confusion next month. Worst case I ought to be able to escape at least for the weekend of the con. I do not have a room lined up so I'm in need of crash space. A bed works best cause I'm old and my back may very much just quit on me if I try floor space (although I do have airbed and sleeping bag).

Secondly while I was at MFF an offer came in on the condo. It was quite low and the buyer was asking for a lot of things from me. I've made a stiff counter back so we'll see if they want to actually play or if the offer is just junk. Even with the counter offer I'll be paying considerable costs out of pocket to sell the place, but it'll wipe the debt off my back. That'll displace mom though who then will have to find another place to live. Somehow I see that turning into her forcing her way into living in my house (at the very least temporarily) or doing some other stupid decision like buying a place and continuing to be a burden on my time and budget, because that's what she does.

As for the actual con itself:

I arrived Thursday, met up with  Tryst right away in the Hilton and had a beer (that's an important start to any con) and later caught up with  Wolfpawz The rest of the day was kind of a blur of mostly standing around in the Hyatt lobby and getting recognized by folks, reconnecting and getting sooooo many compliments on the weight loss. It was really encouraging to hear it was so noticeable given how hard I've worked for it. I think poor Wolfpaw was getting a bit tired of hearing it over and over from folks. :)

Friday was the hockeyfurs skate/game. It went really well as the skill level was way up this year and physically I felt much better about it. Last year when we tried it I legitimately felt like I was going to have a heart attack. It was a call to action of sorts and what help spur my workout routine through the year. Archer Wolf stopped by and helped with rubber gear, hence the pony and pup pics I've been posting. I followed that up with more general con milling/drinking and later partying with Ipequey and Pacer where the puffy lion joined some of the non-animated squeak toys in the room. There's some good pictures from that. I've yet to see any of them though so cough em up if you got em. Overall I think I spent about 6 hours in rubbery goodness that day.

Saturday was watching the fursuit parade, more milling about. I heard plenty about a gear party that night but no details and nothing really about who to talk to. Basically it became such a difficult tease that I figured I'd get rubbery without need of the party.  Suit-a-dile was having a plush photo shoot so Tryst used me as temporary filling for his plush while he took his mega Lucario over. I have to say being a plush is... awesome. I think I'm in trouble hanging out with Tryst and Wolfpawz and plush things! I brought the pony over to the Hyatt that night in a bag ended up at Ip & Pacer's room again and fell down a well of liquid courage while chatting with lots of folks. Ended up having such a rockin time that I got waaaay too drunk to pony. Somehow I dragged my butt back to the room to pass out proper despite the single hallways being dual hallways by that time.

Sunday I didn't really have any plans so I over-indulged on Wolfpawz clinging time and spent most of the day following him around. He plushed up later for a plush pile party of sorts and I escorted and watched over the pile o plushes as they failed time and again to play the game that would get them unlocked because really... since when do plushes want to get unlocked?! It was during that time that the offer on the condo came in, shortly followed by mom calling (despite me telling her not to) and me having to tell her to sit on it till I got back. About that point I was ready to throw the phone out the window and sitting there staring at the plushes I was fighting back tears for a few reasons, but I did good and didn't break so it worked out. We finished out the evening having a tea party with  denimwizard Skoll and some others that showed up. I went back to the room to pack and left Wolfpawz to go be a pink bunny and enjoy deaddog time. I made a brief round through the Hyatt to say my goodbyes and then sleep.

Monday was breakfast with Tryst and Wolfpawz before hopping my flight out of there and heading back into the dark gaping maw of reality I faced today. Work was ... not fun.

I know I'm forgetting a ton of names here. It was a crazy busy con for me, despite not even bringing a fursuit this time. And no chlorine this time! That's totally a win right?

I'll have another post soonish here about some more actual thoughts from the con. Just too tired to get there right now. Hope everyone made it back home safe!