Last night I woke up at 12:30am to the most suffocating heat. I went to the thermostat and tried to turn it off, except it would not turn off anymore. It said OFF, but the hot air just kept coming. I was sweating profusely and even waited in the hallway until I was rescued. So....at 1:00am a security guard brought me a luggage cart. I piled all my already unpacked stuff on it and made my way to a room higher up and with a less satanic heating unit.
The plus in this story is that it snowed overnight. I watched it come down and blanket the city until I was able to fall asleep in my new room. By the time I woke up again, the streets were already plowed:
Despite all that action overnight, I was only an hour off my intended schedule. I made it to the Family History Library at 9:00am. I am so glad I brought my clodhopper boots on this trip. They came in handy on my slippery walk.
Inside the library, I spent 4 hours at the microfilm readers. I retrieved a lot of information. It's not for me though; it's for a client. Said client should be satisfied.
I set up a lunch date via Twitter with Amelia and Colleen. I didn't know them before today, but when you have genealogy in common, everyone is a friend. That's what I always say to people who say they don't know anybody at conferences.
After lunch I went back to my hotel room with the non-satanic heater and entered all my new FHL information in my RootsMagic database. Umm...and then I never left. I think I'll skip dinner and read in bed. Tomorrow is the RootsTech Innovator Summit and I need my sleep if I'm going to try to understand half of what they're saying.