Stress

So I'm stressed. Totally stressed. Tonight, I started working on a research project for 2 hours before I realized I was doing the wrong project. Lovely. I was so pissed I couldn't even talk. Then, I came home and started to make brownies. Problem was, I was out of vanilla extract. I needed the brownies for work tomorrow. Oh well. I can't even deal with that stupid problem right now. I have a ton of Christmas shopping to do, and I have to clean my house for my party on Saturday. (Even though the cleaning lady came today. Can we say OCD?) Anyway, this week is really starting to pile up on me and I can't catch my breath.

Need oxygen now.