Paralysis

This is basically what I feel like doing at all times.

Not only am I trying to finish up my final project by this weekend - and by "finish up" I mean procrastinate for hours at a time and then freak out and down half a bottle of wine and work for hours at a time.  Repeat. - but I got a few emails yesterday about lesson plans and themes and additional readings expected for my fall class at a TA Orientation coming up soon.  I scrolled through the emails, then put my phone down and stared into space forever.  Deep in my heart, I know I can do this, but I also know it won't be easy, and the anxiety is taking over.

God bless Panera and their iced cookies.

I have to say, though, that the tutoring is going really well.  Really, really, well.  If you ever want to sit and chat about grammar or literature or writing or typing or study skills, give me a call!  I'll give you the Friends & Family Discount.

I rolled around on the living room floor last night (procrastination) trying to get an action shot of Lucifer.  This is all I got.  Yes, her rump is that large.

And I planned a Ladies' Happy Hour at my house shortly before classes start and I lose the rest of my mind.  Those of you reading from far away - I wish you could come!!!

Ok, time to down the rest of my coffee and go for a run (yes, you read that right) before tutoring for the rest of the day.  For some odd reason, ever since Croatia, none of my clothes fit...?