So I got the email from Sundance which included the words "disappointing news" and "regretfully".
It helps that it was the kindest rejection letter ever. And it stings less to know that we were apparently *close* to being chosen.
I'm dealing with it by doing something I have total control over - moving my entire office outside so I can vacuum and paint the floor with some kind of sealer (to minimize the concrete dust). And throwing the switch on Plan B.
Woops. Guess I don't actually have as much control as I thought. The sky opened up and it started raining on my outdoor office ... which, has since turned into a full-on torrential thunderstorm. Life is just full of big and little surprises. And I have to remind myself that I do love a surprise.