I have reached the point in my preparations where I wake up at 2am to worry about stuff that there's no point worrying about. Y'know? And telling myself "go back to sleep you nerd, it's on the list, you're really organized, you have masses of support, go back to sleep." and answering myself "but what if...?" and getting very cross with myself. Which is not helping, really.
So my new tactic is to just say "Well gosh I'm really stressed out for no reason, and intend to stay that way till the boys and I are settled in the UK."
Instead of being stressed about being stressed.
How does that sound?
I even LOOK stressed. Lack of sleep will do it every time.
Fortunately, Sharon and Genevieve came over today and we laughed and cut out Sharon's hand-made wedding invitations (Oh Lou! Sharon's marrying Chris next Week! Fiiiinally!) and they are SO gorgeous, and we ate spaghetti and drank 927 cups of tea.
We had a house full of kids today, including FIVE! girls! and Mikey is spending the night. Sam and Max spent the night with separate buddies Sunday, and had a blast. We had a great party on Saturday, and I've been seeing my favorite people and getting hugged a lot. And getting cards with messages that make me cry. More friends will visit. I'm getting offers of help, and wonderful advice and connections to friends-of-friends-who-live-in-Bournemouth. By Thursday I should be ready. That will leave me the weekend to hang out and do one more long hike, and next week to get Sharon hitched and deal with last-minute crises.
And then we're off! Don't worry, I'll keep y'all posted. Feel free to continue to discuss mopping metaphors and furniture psychology in Comments, cuz you crack me up... and you KNOW that laughter is the best antidote to stress!