9:49 AM: All fifty applications have been scored on the website, printed and stapled, Post-It-ed, alphabetized by first name, stacked and clipped into groups of ten, and memo'd (stuff like "yes", "no", "maybe", and other noteworthy details).
WHEW. This was seriously stressing me out, and our upcoming meeting still has me filled with a slight edginess, just because it's something I've never done before. I like being immediately perfect at everything I try, you know? My brain hates mistakes. I keep sighing these huge sighs, now that I'm done with this task.
Otherwise, business remains blissfully slow. Mike probably isn't a fan of having nothing to do but I absolutely love summer quarter for this.
10:54 AM: My planner arrived yesterday and I love it. Had a weird anxiety attack while I was filling it out today, however. I was writing family birthdays into the different month pages and started feeling AWFUL. Something about living through the next five years, and not knowing what it will bring... I hate the current administration with all of my heart. Who doesn't (except for the stupid and the cruel)?
How dare that THING take away my geeky love of planning? He has ruined everything. This is hardly a problem compared to what other people are going through, but it still affects me. I've never had a POTUS bring me this much... anything. We're hanging on for dear life here - some of us, literally.