It's four a.m. and one might wonder what Lyssa is doing awake and blogging at this ungodly hour of the day. Even for a crazy Stampin' Up demonstrator at convention, this is ridiculous!
So my roommate Kandice (kandicejo, for you SCS'ers) gets up in the night to do what all of us sometimes need to do in the night, and starts to wonder why her socks are wet. Really, really wet. She comes back in the room and says very calmly, "We've been flooded." And I think, that's really not a very funny joke, because we're on the fifteenth floor. After she says it a third time the rest of us realize that our morning has begun whether we want it to or not.
To make a long damp story short, we're in a lovely new suite for the remainder of our adventure, which will hopefully be slightly less... adventurous. At least we'll have a great story to tell tomorrow--er, today.