Someone told me she would send me her own address "ASAP" 45 minutes ago. Our mutual big boss is going to ride my ass so hard for not having it from her yet. Argh.

Edit: Oh phew, he just left for his other thing without checking in with me. I guess my half-answering email was enough for the moment.

And Steph, would it help to completely eliminate everything that is not 100% necessary from your mind right now? Like, clearly this volunteer gig does not actually require your attention today. (No matter what the chair thinks.)

I'm sending you a Xanax through the Intertubes!

I've calmed back down about 75%. I just have a lot of AMA work (I'm doing 2 positions for the AMA right now, and while they try to not overlap -- like, if one position has given me work, the coordinator for the other tries to not also give me work at the same time -- sometimes they can't help it, and it's generally okay, because it's not going to last forever), and the clinical pathology job just sent me a big stack of articles (my deadline isn't until October 3, so I don't have to start on them right this second), and the ADD librarian gig is on my last nerve. And I'm under the weather and my seasonal depression is creeping in (but I've hauled the light box out, so that should start to ward it off).

Just a lot of stuff all at once, and it freaked me out. It's not even stuff that's due today. This always, ALWAYS happened to me in college -- I would start the semester, go to the first class for all my courses, see the syllabus for each one, and flip my shit, CONVINCED I'd have to drop at least one class, if not two, because there was NO WAY I could get all that work done.

And then I was fine, and I got all that work done. I just don't do well when I'm presented with the big picture. But I can apparently handle all the parts if you just give them to me one at a time.

So, calmer now. Or, calmer FOR now. It's noon; that's means it's p.m. and therefore okay to start happy hour, right?

Anything on your plate, burrell for 10-2?

Sorry I didn't see this earlier, Kat. I'm meeting with students all morning unfortunately. Hope it all goes well.

Trevor update BTW: may have eaten something last night, but unclear. Went to bed with one sick toad and three dying crickets in the tank, awoke to one sick toad and two dead crickets visible. Cody is going to try making a "bug slurry" for the creature and see if he can nurse him back to health. I love my husband.

Steph, FWIW, one of my calming routines is solitaire-like games (like timed Sudoku) or puzzle games where I can't think about anything but which thing goes where, instead of what's making me anxious.

I got a stomach bug, the day after I started taking a diuretic for my newly-discovered hypertension. Bad timing. Dehydrated. Lost 7 pounds in two days. (Don't really mind that part. The barfing, I mind.) Doctor says take it easy, drink fluids, stop the med for now. I said, that's what I was gonna do! Go me, doctoring myself.

Here's a new one, from my boss on a conference call:

"So who's the one neck to choke on this [if X doesn't get done]?

the day after I started taking a diuretic for my newly-discovered hypertension.

Hypertension high-five!

...too soon?

I am going to engage in some retail therapy for somehow making it through this week of enormous deadlines. I need a new messenger bag, so I'm thinking this: [link]

And maybe some extra flaps: [link]

Hypertension high-five!

Go Team Hypertension!

(I finally went to get blood drawn this morning for that damned cholesterol test. I sure hope that 9 months of oatmeal almost every morning plus lots more veggies and coconut oil brought my level down by the 9 [NINE!] frigging points that will keep the doctor happy.)