Tomorrow (Thursday) I have a 6:15 appointment at the BBC in Stornoway to go on the Today programme to discuss the generalities of planning matters, and I am already on edge given the importance of tomorrow.
Anyone who says they never get nerves is lying. I long ago realised that the absence of "brown adrenalin" was a recipe for disaster, and that keeping yourself nervous meant that you give great thought to what you are going to say. I know that older son will wake us at 5am as usual to play the (educational) computer games so I'll be up and about in time.
Tomorrow is going to be a long day, and I do not expect to emerge from it with everyone loving me. However, as always, I will do what I believe is best for the Western Isles as a whole and live with the consequences.
I've still got a lot of reading and research to do tonight, and thanks to one of the many Anons for their comments. It would be so easy to duck a decision, but that has never been my style. And I've never been afraid of being controversial or admitting my mistakes.
Ho hum. (That's a throwback to my youthful reading of Kurt Vonnegut Jnr).
I will spend much of tomorrow getting my head around some new material and then working out what I intend to say. Stress! Still, like what I say or otherwise, I like to think I am better than a Councillor who avoids a difficult decision, and I'll take the crap that come with it -- within reason.