I Done Got Marrit

Husband is sitting at the corner clackiting away at his 'puter as I type this.

I am beginning to take stock of the nuptial chaos, and thinking about What Comes Next. For the last eighteen months I have thought and felt and wrote and fretted about this wedding, and after 72 hours of sleeplessness and revelry and tears and cake and six days of Canadian honeymoon, the damn hullabaloo and general Big Deal is....over. I feel an internal deflation....aaaaaaaahhhhhppppppssssst. There.

Now what?

Three dozen thank you cards to write, a move to undertake, an apartment to decorate, a new diet to begin, a job to find, a Master's thesis to organize, a body to scour out and deep-clean and generally upgrade. All to which I say, onward ho!

We'll see what develops.