I am physically and mentally knackered. Today I'm not even sure I am capable of a conversation. I realise that I did the whole wrap up of my day job, interviews for new options and then finished work, hopped on a plane for a four day con. So today and yesterday were my first Stop days. And now I almost can't get myself to move.
I can kinda do high level stuff for TPP - working through some of the 2010 and beyond plans. But day to day emails and editing etc seem beyond me.
Today I've been watching Weeds and working on my monochrome tumbling blocks project.
Last night was the perfect cure to postcon blues - met up with
mondyboy who was in town and
robinpen, T,
crankynick and
vodkandlime at our local and then everyone came back to my place. I finally managed to entertain beer drinkers who happily removed the last, year-old, remains of rebound guy from my fridge. And Benji entertained all - he took a real shine to T.
I forgot to mention I did the ultimate nerd thing at Conflux - when I arrived in my room, finally, I knocked my glasses and the arm fell off. I only had tape and yup, I taped them up and wore em like that the rest of the weekend. Heh. Noone said anything and I was hoping it was ... whatever, but my mother noticed it like the second I walked in the door to her place. I need to get back into wearing contacts.
Also, I gave up sugar sometime last week, sort of.