I'm managing, somehow, although my stomach is a bit fluttery. So much to do.
So much to do.
And I'm sitting here stalking my email waiting for the one email that will let me put everything else into motion.
It hasn't come yet.
Bizarrely, 9 days in Michigan are almost over. Tomorrow I go back to New York.
Where craziness will ensue for two days.
And then I'll get on a plane.
In 3 days exactly, I'll be on my way to Laguardia.