I have hit the point of busy-ness that triggers panic mode.
It’s a bit frustrating that I didn’t get here sooner, honestly. Work stuff & planning stuff & summertime stuff has been piling up and piling up, and I still wasn’t able to force myself to get up earlier to get stuff done, or stay up later, or stop goofing off. But with invitations going out this week, I finally acheived the state (is it due to adrenaline?) that allows me to survive on 3-4 hours of sleep for several days at a time, just because it’s necessary to get everything done.
It sucks. I’m tired.
But our first invitations were delivered by hand last night, and they were a huge hit. So that’s rewarding, at least.
Now, a nap.
(song: “Stinging Velvet,” Neko Case)