Lots of luck and ~ma to you, smonster.
And more to P-C. Everyone's already given out all the good advice, so I'll just nod and point.
ION, I feel like utter ass between a gigantic Nyquil hangover, a missed antidepressant dose this morning (and possibly yesterday too; too fuzzy to remember) and more money woes. Stupid company that administrates our FSAs had a windstorm over New Year's and basically hasn't been open for a week, so the $416 daycare reimbursement we need to pay the rent is in limbo until an unspecified date and time (for some reason, the entire year's medical FSA allowance, through the same company, is already available, but no go on the daycare allowance. WTF, windstorm company?).
Also, a co-worker just came in to meet up with my officemate for lunch and said, "Oh my god, your office stinks so bad!" And then wouldn't tell us what the office stank of, implying that it was so awful she couldn't bring herself to say. So, clearly, it's me.