Well, it's all very sad. The olympics are over.
I amazed myself. For a woman with not the slightest interest in sport I spent night after night watching everything I could.
I could feel my heart thudding in my chest watching Mo Farrah win his races. My heart thudded even heavier when I saw how heavily pregnant his wife was!
I nearly cried for Tom Daley. I had to put my hands in front of my eyes for some of his dives. I've never been so happy for a medal winner. I kept whispering Come on Tom, you can do it!
Jessica Ennis was a spectacular role model for young women, as was all our competing athletes. The south african boy swimmer, whose dad was interviewed on TV did make me smile and cry all at once.
But the closing ceremony certainly had me howling with laughter at some points. Especially since my friend was there and kept sending me pictures.
I'm not going to say too much about the fact Noel Gallagher must have been killing himself laughing at Liam's nasal voice. Or about Russell Brand's singing.
My only regret that the ceremony wasn't closed by Take That singing Never Forget. I think it would have been a fabulous end to a wonderful olympics.
Why is the flame extinguished when the Paralympics still have to take place??
I was a tiny bit uncomfortable about that and thought it would have been more fitting to extinguish the flame when both events had finished.
But then again, who am I?