Flit, Flit, Flit

Dinner with friends tomorrow. Worldcon starts the day after that - dancing Thursday night, some stuff or other on Friday, dancing Friday night, possibly another dance on Saturday, and probably at least a small amount of socializing off the dance floor. The weekend after that is the party at Six Flags. And then I'll have about a month left until the wedding.

Right now, I am physically unable to concentrate on anything besides these facts. I am extraordinarily grateful that work has stayed deathly slow, since it would be unprofessional of me to spend valuable client contact time wondering whether machine-washing my poodle skirt will make the sequins fall off, or if I've past the age when it's appropriate to bring my chain mail bikini to a convention.

I'm being very, very good and not peeking at the registry or nagging people to send reply cards. I am, however, agonizing for hours on end over the perfect wording for the handfasting, and fretting excessively about whether I'll be able to decorate the arch in a way that won't conflict with the (vaguely described) urns of flowers that will be decorating the ceremony room. It's amazing how many tiny details you can find to obsess over, if you just look hard enough.

Worldcon in two days. Party in a week and a half. Wedding in 46 days. I hope I remember how to focus sometime before then....