So, let me start by saying this was my fault, and what fault falls on someone else is because I apparently assume people know what my life has been like.
What I mean is, I didn’t check my con schedule before leaving home or in fact until I got my badge:surgery, massive auto-immune attack, preparations for renewal of vows and preparations for trip. Also, trying to get other house ready for market (and someone stole our mailbox — no really — the only night in ages we didn’t have anyone sleeping over and JUST before the trip. That was nifty too. We still haven’t checked this morning, and I’m afraid of vandalism.
Anyway, through all this, I forgot to check the schedule. I was booked … I was massively overbooked.
To those of you who aren’t panelists, trust me when I say three panels are a full load, three panels in a row are an overload, and five panels are a killing load.
If you count signings and the baen road show, which usually DO count, I was booked for 10 to 12 hours straight. Which might have been okay (not wonderful, but okay) if I hadn’t been post-op. I’ve done that load before when college kids book me, who don’t realize I’m human. But three months post op… no. It just didn’t happen. I was somewhere between half asleep and hallucinatory at the end of Saturday, which would have been okay, except I had two (I think) commitments on Sunday.
Anyway, that was the origin of yesterday’s post.
The only thing that upsets me about all this is that LC is the place I meet my friends and get to touch base in the flesh and not much of that happened, not even with Kate even though we slept together on Sunday afternoon (we took naps in my room. She was on the sofa bed. But the other way sounds much more risque.) And I wanted to talk to the inimitable Sabrina Chase about some publicity ideas, but I had no time/energy.
I have some pictures (thank you Doctor Mauser, who is a lovely man in person) and I didn’t realize I was that heavy. No, seriously. Part of it is the steroids that were used to combat the auto-immune, and where I gained three pounds a day (I swear.)
I’m sure LC didn’t help, since I was having sugar to keep awake. (Paying for it. Eczema on my KNEES!)
Anyway, other than massively overbooked Sarah, it was lots of fun, and next year Kate has to have two more books out so she can be on panels.
Okay, then the evil legion of evil had a mini-meeting: