I'm feeling more relaxed today. I'm 'indyref'ed out. The whole thing has tipped over from the febrile anxiety stage into a ghastly spectacle with celebs tripping over each other to join in.
I'm still going to vote No. The Holyrood elite are worse than Westminster - and that's saying something. And there's no 'second chamber' in the Scottish parliament to put the brakes on them.
Brian Souter anyone? 80s pop star Pat Kane? Franz bloody Ferdinand?
Heaven preserve us.
Obviously it's all a hugely more serious matter than the bandwagon-jumpers currently make it appear.
I passed a No stall yesterday. They were handing out wee Union Jacks. I've never waved a Union flag in my life and I won't start now. And I'm still voting No.
It's a journey, eh? A bloody great long one.