No matter how many times I remind myself to breathe, and break the tasks down in my head until they all seem perfectly manageable, and remind myself of due dates that are really not all that looming, provided I do my job correctly . . . I just don't want to be here, so I resent the stress. Yup, that's the biggest problem.
ANYWAY. This weekend is going to be awesome. Friday night is unplanned, but Sharif and I have decided that we're going to do something. Like a date night? I think so. Sharif has arranged to take off on Saturday morning, so we're probably going to go down to DC and do museums before we continue on to Falls Church for the ilyAIMY show at the Dogfish Head. Sunday we'll do Father's Day at my parents' house. Don't have a gift for my dad yet, but I'll figure that out tomorrow. (I hope I hope.) And Monday is Sharif's birthday! I'm taking the day off work, and we're going to go ride roller coasters at Six Flags.
Whew. It's going to be exhausting, but I need it. A long, busy weekend should do wonders to distract my frazzled mind.
