When I got back home, I managed to clip the garage wall and tear off my passenger side mirror.
I am totally unprepared for the con art wise, but I printed the next copy of the two images that I sold at Windycon, and I just piled everything in the car, so if I can find the spoons when I get to the con I can put any and/or everything into the art show.
I am similarly musically unprepared, but the guitars and the filk bag are in the car.
Packed some clothes.
Packed enough food for the whole weekend in my cooler.
I feel absolutely like crap now and would rather just crawl in a hole and die, but instead I'm going to quickly change clothes, drive to Urbana, pick up birder2, and go to Springfield for the weekend. Either things will get better, or I will just die and not have to worry about it any more.