It's not even that all this stuff is bad or stressful - the game actually went off quite well, much more intresting than his previous dungeon-crawls - but its not leaving me with the quiet down time that lets my imagination work. For example, I was driving on Saturday, all the way to Glen Air, then directly to the RPG, and then home. Usually I would have been a passenger to and from the game, and that's great thinking time (the Mr. isn't into talking when he drives much). But I can only think about things other than the traffic when I drive when it's a very familiar route - and certainly not while navigating a completely unfamiliar route.