Blythecon is only two weeks away and I have SO MUCH TO DO that I would just like to sit back on my haunches and cry for a while. My work isn't about to stop and it looks like I will have to basically be on-call for the entire trip and will have to bring my computer with me and I hate it, hate it, hate it. I had carefully arranged everything so nothing would be due while I was away or right when I came back so this wouldn't happen and then I walk in and oh ho, guess what? It has been arranged for me and there's something due right smack on Monday. My co-worker can't handle her own work (since I have had to help her out numerous times), I was being too optimistic to think she could handle mine for three days, even after I tried to leave it bare bones. My callback list is huge and gets bigger every day which leaves me too tired to call back the people I have to in my personal life so now I have a personal callback list as well.

I still need to sort and pack and plan my itinerary and buy what I need and get a haircut and arrange lodging for the cats and speak to my neighbor/Neighborhood Watch and sort out transportation and take pre-trip photos and do the current BPC and plan the next BPC and make sure I have the ready cash for Blythecon and on and on and on. Hatefulness.