Cute Overload *abort abort*!
Feeling a bit odd today, I guess it's the curse of anxiety that when everything is going well - indeed, everything you touch seems to turn into gold, you are left worrying that you've got too much gold...
In the next 2 months I now have 2 new jobs (over 3 locations and 7 days), 2 conference papers to give (which must be different, due to the vast difference in audence knowledge), interesting volunteering opportunites and a fashion show to appear in, plus various important events to attend like friend's hen do's and weddings. Anyone else would just be happy. I'm panicking about f**king it all up...
*sinks into arm chair - and is delighted when a small black kitten jumps up and falls asleep on her lap* Maybe some inforced relaxation will do me good...Must. Not. Disturb. Kitten.