Ten days to go. This weekend, I can knock off the last things that need to be done (cards, gifts) and then it is downhill until the big day. That includes finishing that editing job on the Novella which, all things being equal, should be done by the end of next week. Then, we can move onto short stories across the Christmas period. Son has to work until Friday, husband Thursday and daughter on Wednesday. It’s only just above freezing outside.
I need a day to get myself sorted mentally, then everything can be shoved back in its place.