I have no right to say this, but you probably shouldn't count on me for much in the next couple of weeks. And it's not even because of The Wedding (which is two weeks from today!). That has a little to do with it, of course, but it's also the end of the year and the beginning of the year and audit time and I'm already so far behind I think I'll never see the light of day.

So (and I've threatened this before and gone back on my threat): entries will be shorter, it'll take me even longer to answer email, and if I know you in person I'll reintroduce myself to you after all this is over.

It's a good thing the days are getting longer now, because I have a hard time seeing well enough to work after the sun starts to go down. I was doing fairly well up until a little before five this afternoon, which isn't bad. It could have been one of those days when the sun never shines, and I'd have had to stop two or three hours earlier.

Maybe I'm just tired. In fact, I know I am, because for the last two nights I've fallen asleep in my chair around eight o'clock. I felt all day today as if I'd been drugged. That didn't make the little setbacks any easier, but I plugged along and got as much work done as I could. Maybe tomorrow will be better, maybe worse.

What totally ticked me off this afternoon was that there was no mail in my box when I walked out to check at 4:30. That meant I had to go out and look again at 5:30 pm. And that, in turn, meant I had to walk down the long, muddy driveway in the dark with a flashlight. Still nothing! Either someone stole my mail, or it was delivered to the wrong address. It couldn't be that I didn't get anything.