Post-Con Crash Day

Prior to Penguicon I wrote tasks on my to do list for today. This was foolish. Apparently pushing myself to the point of shaky fatigue at the con, followed by hours of plane travel, followed by a short night's sleep, followed by six hours of driving split into two pieces, followed by a poor night's sleep, all of it turns today into a crash day instead of a productive one. I know I'm in a crash day when I'm walking up the stairs and part of my brain tells me that we should just lay down on ...