The event was a great success but much different than I was used to. First off, many of the teams left after midnight. By Sunday morning there were only about 150 people left - we started with over 1300. Very weird to me. We raised a tremendous amount of money even with the bad economy, $335,000. Pretty darn good I would say.
Today though I am hurting. I am crabby, tired and way behind on my homework. The kids are grating on my nerves and the in-laws (who are here to watch the kids while we go to the Cayman's) are trying their best to keep the kids out of my hair! I stayed all night at the event and some friends stayed with me - because Jeff went home and went to bed. I got home around 8am, took a shower, listened to a freak storm hit and finally fell asleep after 9am. Around 1:30pm, Dad decided it was time for me to get up and wish him a Happy Father's Day.
Not exactly a relaxing weekend but great just the same. I think I am getting too old to stay up for 24 hours though. My "party like a rock star days" are over....well tomorrow is my 35th birthday so that pretty much says it all.