When my DH picked me up from the 2008 LDStorymakers Writer's Conference (he had been visiting family in Utah while I was at the conference), one of the first things he said to me was, "You are wired!" I admit it. Every year I go to this writer's conference to get my batteries recharged and it works so well that for a while I have trouble winding down. And I was finally able to meet Kerry Blair, one of my favorite authors, just before the Whitney Awards. I was so jealous of the people who were able to get tickets. Next year, I hope the Whitney's are held at a bigger venue.
On the way back to Idaho, DH was feeling tired, so I offered to drive. After all, I was still wide awake and running on adrenaline from the conference. Unfortunately, he started asking me what I had learned. I started explaining blogging and podcasts and book trailers. Then suddenly I realized that I had no idea where we were. I had completely missed the exit to Tremonton (which is very well-lit with huge signs) and was heading to Boise. I had driven 12 miles with no clue I was going the wrong way! I took the first exit I saw and turned back the other way. We decided maybe DH should drive after all, and I just talked the rest of the way home to keep him awake.
I'm still pretty pumped up about the whole weekend, but operating on a more normal level. Please everybody, next year when the conference is over, don't let me get behind the wheel.