Yesterday. How can I describe yesterday?

Not surprisingly, after the news of my being cast, I was in quite a good mood to begin with.  Treated myself to a nice fryup, and made a few minor plans for the day - the buying of pencils, collecting my (hopefully repaired this time) coat from the cleaners, starting work on the script, that sort of thing.
I fired up iTunes.  Bang, "Magic Position", straight off.  That was it, I was away.  "I'm Coming To The Best Part Of My Life".  "Hoppipolla".  I'll swear that iTunes is psychic.
So there I was, leaping and bouncing and laughing and crying, waving my arms around with sheer happiness and relief.  I had no idea I'd got so stressed - great though it is to get the part, it didn't warrant quite such an explosion of joy on its own.  I'd clearly been holding a lot back for a while.

After a while I calmed down a bit.  "Ooh" I thought, "I'd better ring Mum and tell her my news".  She was suitably pleased for me, bless her.
She too, had news.  Lovely news, in the form of a letter from my Sister, which she read to me.  So there we were, Mum and I, both rather tearful on each end of the phone.  Not sure that's ever happened before - we never were a very demonstrative family.

The remainder of the day passed with less excitement, though punctuated by moments when I'd suddenly remember, and burst out laughing or crying.  Dear God, what have I been bottling up to make the release quite so powerful?

I treated myself to a bottle of wine and a nice meal, that I can't in all honesty afford, but hey.  Happily drunk and full, I retired to bed early.  Just getting drowsy, when the phone rang...  and of course, of course, it was my Sister.

What an extraordinary, happy, emotional day.

So here I am.