Countdown

Some of you may have noticed a countdown on the left of my blog page so, before it reaches zero and does whatever it does when it reaches zero (not sure what, so you're advised to stand well back), I thought I better provide an explanation on the off-chance that any of you were curious.

The countdown is counting down to 1:45pm on Saturday when I'll be arriving in America to visit my writing buddy A Blog In The Rough who's kindly invited me over (check out her blog for a far better post about this and a far better countdown).

Anyway, if you've already read her post, you'll have already heard the story of how we met online when we participated in National Novel Writing Month last year, and got on like a house on fire (more recently, having discovered we're mutually attracted to each other, like a very mushy house on fire). While it's the antithesis of the glib superficiality that I aim for with this blog, I'll just put my heart on my sleeve and say that over the last seven months as I've come to know her, I've come to like her more and more and more and more (and more besides) until finally all that like bubbled over and she's now the first person I think about when I get up in the morning and also when I go to bed at night (not to mention all those hours in between). I think the world of her and I'd cross the world for her.

Of course I've yet to meet her, and things may change, but for now I'm sat here looking at my countdown, watching the days, the hours, the minutes, and the seconds go down. I don't know what will happen when it reaches zero, and we finally meet, but I can't wait to find out.