I need a vacation. Seriously!

Dammit, I'm tired.

I'm sleeping.  I'm not overdoing the physical activity.  (trust me on that)

I suspect it's mental.

I suspect it's stress.

Which is funny.  Because I've been scrambling like this since January!

I think it's the wear and tear.  The constant worry that I'm messing something up, or missing something.  That things will be too late, or incomplete because it's a new task.  The constant juggling with the varied jobs and tasks I'm assigned, many that I'm unused to.

I'm contemplating crawling under my desk and crying.

1 more day, and I can make it to the weekend.