Another day, another stressful situation

I have always been a little high strung, wound a little too tight.  I think for the most part I manage this situation.  No medication.  No big freak outs.  Just being me.  Don't get me wrong, being me has not always made me popular.  I think the being me is often being blunt, sarcastic and not super warm and fuzzy.  Perhaps even a little cold.  A hard ass.  It's me and it's how I make me work.

So, have had to really put on the full me this week, just to get by.  The mounds of work are quickly becoming mountains; insurmountable mountains.  It is creating anxiety.  It is creating stress. 

I hate that.

I tend to function well while being pretty tightly wound,  I have a pretty firm control of my day....I usually have a pretty firm control of my day.  But this week has grabbed and mangled my last nerve.  One more day, baby.  One more day!

I need to decompress...I have more work tomorrow than my 8 hour day will allow but if anyone can do it, I can do it or it can't be done at all.

Pray for me! 

Later...