It's another sleepover tonight, so we can go together to a closer parkrun tomorrow, so we can get our hair did later in the day... so we can be all done up relatively fancy at the Meet The Fam thing on Sunday.
...huzzah...
It's another thing I'm nervous about, so I heartily expect to be exhausted on the following Monday.
I didn't even know I was stressed on Wednesday night until I fell over and slept through most of yesterday. It'll be the same thing for sure. Apparently fine on the day, useless lump on the day after.
But it shall get done. And move forward with whatever happens next.
I'll suffer afterwards, but only for one day. It's acceptable to me.