Sunday, August 21, 2011

Why "stress" doesn't even begin to describe it

The last week has been madness. School starts tomorrow. I'll be back when things calm down a bit. So, Christmas? Next summer? Wait, how many years before I can retire? 

Send good thoughts. And Xanax.


  1. Good luck! I'll look forward to your next post in December... Until then, knock 'em dead, Rachel.

  2. I understand stress. I live stress. I AM STRESS!

    Deep breath.

    I'm sending good thoughts. If I had Xanax... I'd need them all. Hang on, I DO need them all.