Here we Gooooo. . .

Convention starts today. It's not really that I'm dreading it. It's not that I'm looking forward to it either. I'm not totally sure what to expect, having a totally different job than I ever did at a Nu Skin convention,but these are my guesses:

-- LOTS of hours on my feet
-- INTENSE distributors attempting to drop tackle me for a "Joe's Story" DVD
-- A lot of Rah! Rah! Rah! GO XANGO!
-- Meals catered by the Salt Palace that make me wish I'd stashed a ham and cheese sandwich somewhere
-- Sore feet
-- Dehydration
-- More Rah! Rah! Rah!
-- Complete and overwhelming claustrophobia
-- Anxiety attacks from said claustrophobia
-- More Rah! Rah! Rah!

GO XANGO!!!!