Once Strider's here there won't be time to blog. So this is it. Almost 4 months of planning and checking everything twice comes to fruition. I'm not shaky; there are little bursts of butterflies and the motor revs as the hours drag by slowly. My biggest fear now is that he'll be less than the really nice guy I've always imagined. Which would just disillusion me forever.
The coordinator emailed me with the final instructions. Everything's in place, I'm almost packed. Maybe my nerves are just shot and beyond responding, but tonight I'm okay. Things will fall into place. Or as Strider wondered, it's the calm before the storm. Who knows? :)
Thank you all for bearing with me through the last months of freakouts to get here. You rock. And you'll all be with me when I walk into that concert tomorrow. Wish me luck. I'll report on it Sunday when we're back home. Til then, Prog on. x