So, when Ken’s alarm went off at 4 a.m. yesterday, that was the beginning of the end of any sleep I was going to get. I was out of bed by 4:45 to kiss him goodbye as he set off on his adventure.

Coronation was fun, even though I was exhausted. Helped out at the Final Court of Brand and Nuala. I can’t believe how few events I actually helped out at. I’m embarrassed. I know that I told them and the Chamberlain when I was first invited to be on Court that I wouldn’t be able to attend a lot of events, and they were okay with that. But I still feel like I didn’t do a very good job. Damn this overachieving streak of mine. Anyway, they gave each of their court members a glass etched with a fleur-de-lys, and it’s very pretty, and I hope someday to be asked to serve again when I can do a better job at it.

Ismay, Brian, and I hung around to do Darachshire’s presentation to the new King & Queen because we didn’t want to leave Albra (the only other Darachshire member in attendance) alone to do it. Good thing, because Albra left early without telling us! Then we went out to dinner with a bunch of the rapier folks, and had nummy Mexican food, and that was fun.

But I didn’t get home until 9 p.m., and I was a zombie. I was in bed by 11, after watching an ep of “Mystery!” No writing for me. I slept until 10 a.m. today.

No writing so far today, either. Morgana is sick, so we didn’t go look at historic homes. I’ve paid bills, done laundry and dishes, pottered about… I told Phaedra in chat that all I really want to do is crawl into bed with a good book and stay there indefinitely. I’m just…weary. Not physically, but mentally. Or something.

In other news, Ken made it home safely, and had a good time.