Pressure, argh, damnit.

I have been flailing about for a couple days at this point. I am in extended flailing mode. Not in a good way, either.

I have so much to do. I would list it out here, but that would be depressing for me, and boring for you.

I am also feeling so totally cranky and angry about everything, which is not my normal state of affairs. I've broken out the chocolate I planned to take with me on the trip, so that should tell you something.

I leave Friday, will be gone for 32 days to AZ. I return for a week, then I go to FL. I return for a week, then I go on my long cross-country trip. Then I return for a week, and then go to LA (PR, hooray!), and then I'm home for a couple weeks, and then I go to WI for three weeks, and then I'm home, and then I go to Prophecy, and then...

...I fall face down on the bed and sleep.

I have so much to do before I go. I have done far less than I hoped.

On top of this, I really am not caring for the moody crap, nor am I appreciative of the sudden tremendous drop in fannish self-esteem I seem to be experiencing. grrr.

No commiseration necessary. I feel better just having snarked to the universe.

That's it, I'm going back to bed.

And just to make this day super special, Turbo Lister, the program I use for all of my listings in eBay, which holds all of my templates and eBay items, has just opened with the absolutely terrifying message, "Welcome to Turbo Lister. Would you like to start a new account?"

I did have a backup (thank goodness), but it's five days out of date, which means that all of the work I did over the last two days (I'm trying to set up scheduled auctions to start before I come back, and I can't list them until tomorrow night because they will allow you to schedule them, at max, three weeks in advance) is gone and I'll have to start over.