Greatly Agitated

I’m having one of those days (or I should say weeks) where everything seems insurmountable. I’m incredibly worried about Pi-Throw, seeing as how a great many of the people I’m working with just don’t seem interested in reading what I send them or listening to what I say, or doing what I tell them to do. Currently, I haven’t even heard from the people who do what I ask them to do recently. Ergo, I’m afraid that everything will fall apart and I’ll be left holding the bag because I didn’t do everything myself. Doing everything myself isn’t even an option right now.

I just hope that I’ll de-stressed (note: MS Word doesn’t like the word I just made up, but since when is the grammar checker right anyways?) and caught up by the time I leave for Calgary on Thursday (and I get to see my cousins, and aunts, and uncles, and wildebeest). I think I’m going to shower and try to sleep. This not showering when I’m busy thing is one of the major things separating me from my little sister. Of course, I don’t have to deal with jerky high school boys complaining about my smell (I swear if I was teaching a high school and I heard the boys do half the complaining they do about girls . . .).

I’m done for now.

Watch Smallville.