And so it begins...

It's starting again.

Oh, you aren't sure what I am talking about?

I'm on my third large iced coffee. It is Wednesday morning. It is early. I have already worked 22 hours. That would be on Monday and Tuesday. I am stressed. STRESSED. Two of our biggest events of the year were coming up in September, back to back, and I was coordinating a huge brochure for another client, plus the new company publicity. I also had all my usual press releases, searches, and administrative responsibilities. Oh, and I was also trying to divide my time between Joe and Ross, who both thought their work took priority. Neither liked to share me.

The brochure I was working on was two weeks overdue to the designer. I was still waiting finalization on numerous details, including prices and dates. Joe was getting VERY antsy. By antsy I mean FREAKING OUT. And Ross wanted the Moxie publicity out and we were already behind on the preliminary deadlines for the September and October events. I had heartburn. I had a headache. And I had STRESS. Half of my friends were annoyed with me because I was too tense to carry on a normal convesation without interrupting and shrieking "Oh, no, I forgot to input the December changes!". A few others, like Trace and Jax, had taken to alternating camping out in my apartment so I would not forget what they looked like. Not that I was ever in my apartment, because I was in..the office. Where else?

I had left my apartment this morning at 7 am, got to the office at 8 in anticipation of my meeting with Joe. He waltzed in at 8:45 with a large iced coffee. Just one. I gave him a dirty look. "Thanks, but I didn't want any." Joe just laughed and dropped a huge file on my desk. "Changes. Let's meet in an hour."
"Right." I said brightly.
"Great, you're here." Ross handed me a thick folder. "Take care of these. And why is the new text not on the sebsite yet?"
"Ross, I need her to finish the brochure changes," Joe interceded. "She can do this next week."
"Well, it should have been done last week," Ross pointed out. "So today."
"I'm sorry, but the brochure takes priority."
"Guys." I took a deep breath. "It's fine. It will all get done." I picked up the phone to cancel on Emily.
"Don't stay late," Joe said when Ross had returned to his office. "None of that really needs to get done this week."
"It's fine." I turned to the files. "Thanks."
"Get yourself some more coffee."
I turned to glare at him. He winked and walked away .