I think I'm going insane.Yeah, I know, all my friends will testify I've been crazy for a long time. But this is serious.
I'm going on vacation in less than a week. To Hawaii, no less. And I don't wanna go.
Insane, right?
But there's just so much to do before I go that I might kill myself getting it done. And then where would I be?
There are a lot of good things about working part-time at a church. The people are all so nice. They love me and appreciate what I do.
On the other hand, nobody else can do my job. The ones that could all work fulltime and have families and don't have time. The older folks who have the time are all, to a person, computer illiterate. If my plane crashes, God forbid, my church will get by, but a lot of things would change.
For now it's all on me.
So in order to take a week's vacation, I have to do two weeks of work before I go. It's driving me insane. Especially now, one of the busiest times of the year for me, with annual meetings and a plethora of upcoming events.
I'll get it done. And I can rest on the all-day, multiple-plane trip to Hawaii, right? Yeah, right.
But until I actually get there, I'll be a crazy woman.
Bring on the straitjacket.
