… that I’m going to have a panic attack. This is a manic week. I have 421635 things to do in this three day work week and negative hours to do it. Of course this happens to be the week that I have evening training for work so when I get home at night I have just enough time to pass out into a coma before doing it again. I just have to keep my eye on the prize that at the end of the work day tomorrow I have an epic girl’s night to look forward to and then G and I have a five day adventure away from work. So if anyone would like to help me out and come give me an eyebrow wax, mani and pedi at work to help my scheduling conflicts, that’d be awesome.