Ugh

I'm tired, I'm worried, and I do not look forward to work today. Hopefully it won't be too bad, maybe I'll have some work to do to make time fly by. That would be the best case scenario. The worst case is when my boss calls me, I'll answer "What?" instead of being a good little step-and-fetch-it and running into her office.

I think I'm just overwhelmed. It's so close to test time, and if the calendar doesn't remind me daily, my complexion certainly does. What a wonderful side effect to stress! I get to look as bad as I feel. And since it takes about a week to ten days to recuperate, I get to look icky for two more months. Rapture.

OK, off I go. Wish me luck. My patience is seriously dwindling.