I’ve never had the post-con-blues this badly before.

In previous years, my post San Diego experience was one of physically mending from the physical exertion that I went through during the show. At my heaviest, I was unable to get around much at all. It was a big deal just to make it from the hotel to my booth and back again every day. I would make up excuses as to why I couldn’t join people for fun afterwards. The truth was, I never had the ability to join them. I was just lucky to make it back to my room.

This year was different. I’m able to participate now. And I think that makes coming home afterwards a lot harder than in previous years. Instead of spending my evenings in a hotel room, I was out with my friends every night. Then suddenly it’s Monday morning, and somewhere in the night all evidence of the SDCC was picked up and whisked away. It’s like the whole week was a dream.

I can’t concentrate. I can’t work. All I can do is think about my trip and watch recordings of panels on youtube and wish I was still hanging out with Kris, Brad and Dave. I want more.

I’ll punch through. I have a lot of really exciting things to announce in the next couple of weeks. I have to get back on track with Ding! and the PvP print division. The store needs all new product and I am excited about the new ideas I came up with at the show for upcoming projects.

I’ll start all of that tomorrow. Today I just want to mope.