It's almost a let-down. All the research, the search, the pining, the anticipation, the discussions, the endless Youtube reviews...then it happens: you find it. Even worse, it arrives. "Oh happy DAYS!!" you think, and they are happy, indeed. But now what? What do I dream about? What do I "awake in anticipation" about? This was such a cool experience and exciting...WHAT'S NEXT??!!

How do you handle the euphoric deflation, post GAS? Just jump back on the GAS wagon or do you have a decompression period? Self imposed? Wife imposed? Doctor imposed?