That is all.
It may take a few days for the knots to dissipate from my muscles and for the perpetual headache to go away, but I am, right now, so very fucking happy!
The future seems so glorious.
OH THANK FUCK.
I had promised Kate and G a letter for them to bring with them as part of their packet of supporting papers, etc.
I wrote aforementioned letter.
I left aforementioned letter on my computer and never actually sent it.
Which I didn’t realize until yesterday.
Not that I think one letter would have made much of a difference, or that my letter would have made much of a difference, but if anything had gone wrong, I was perhaps just a little concerned that Kate would maybe kill me and hide my remains where they would never be found or would assumed to be a part of a much older site that she happened to be excavating.
IT COULD TOTALLY HAPPEN, PEOPLE. DON’T FUCK WITH ARCHEOLOGISTS. THEY DEAL WITH BURIED BODIES EVERY DAY…
Anyway… I’m also happy that you get to stay, G! Yay!
And just in time for the 4th, too. Now you can start complaining about the tourists!