Lemme preface this by saying I less than six hours of sleep last night.

My weekend:

Leave at 11:15 p.m. from PDX, arrive at O'Hare at 4-something a.m. Sleep on the plane?

Drive hours from Chicago to Southern Michigan. Sleep in the car? But Barry's gonna be driving us and he's bound to have interesting conversation pieces (i.e. brain puzzlers).

Last I heard, they were shooting for the wedding rehearsal to be at noon. Sleep for a few hours beforehand?

Since AHQ hasn't sung together for months, and we don't know for sure all the songs we'll be singing at the matrimony ceremony, we'll have to do some hard rehearsing Friday evening. We may even go to Goshen which is an hour+ away.

Ahhhh, sleep Friday night!

Saturday afternoon is the wedding. Then we've got to rehearse hard again because we give a program on Sunday morning. We'll have to get up earlyish to go find the church and be all warmed up (can I still sing tenor?). Then we're whisked away to the airport to return home Sunday evening.

Get home Sunday night, sleep, and then go to school where lots of work awaits.

Doesn't it make you tired just reading this? Me too.

But of course, I was tired before I wrote it.

Don't feel sorry for me. This is not me complaining. Or wishing I wasn't doing this. It's going to be great.