The box of crazy

I got knocked off my rocker a little bit today and held it together until this evening when all I could feel was OVERWHELMED! I can't even think that word without it being in all caps and with an exclamation point. I had a lab practical today, and I felt cooly prepared as usual because, well, I prepared. An hour before the exam, I did a quick review and realized that I didn't know how to do a very key thing: calculate generation time. After a few frantic minutes scouring the internet for an answer, I figured it out. But the lid of my Pandora box o' crazy was opened. And the world trembled in fear.

Patience? Evaporated. Appearance? Frenzied. Do not, oh do not bother me because I have to fold the laundry study for my test catch up on my reading for biochem micro health and stress management (irony) get groceries walk the dog check my transcripts make dinner do the dishes clean the counters check my AMCAS my hair is in my face and I'm about ready to snap. All wrapped up in a silent, tight lipped scowl. What do I normally do? Make a list. And lists are genius. I didn't stop to make a list today, I just looked around and all I could see was futility and disaster. Enter go mode. I just do one thing after another (still with the silent, tight lipped scowl) until I can see the forest through the trees and then sit, relax, reflect, and write. The list will come soon. Obviously I did not do all of my "necessary tasks" and obviously I didn't need to. When I'm OVERWHELMED! all I can see is what needs to be done and believe that I must do it. Now.

The haze of fervor has passed and here I sit, ready to veg out.