Time for self
There's nothing like a good night's sleep. And i haven't had one for five days in a row. Uma is not here and an insomniac monster has taken her place. I am weak, tense, nervous and, of course, frighteningly pale.

It's the wedding tickle, you'll say. It's only natural for a bride to feel nervous, you'll tell me. Hmmm. The truth is i am a little scared about the SWP details, but there's so much more going on i just don't have the energy (plus i don't even recharge the existing batteries at night) to take it all in.

The book i'm correcting/editing/whatever is coming all wrong and my deadline is almost a deathline now. So this morning i had to build up the courage of calling in sick, taking a siesta and a few days hiatus from work. I guess i'm entitled to have some organizing time on the days before i get married, right?

Right?