There’s a break coming up. If I can but grit my teeth and GET IT DONE I get to think about nothing for three whole weeks! Yeah, right.
First, there’s a lot to do to finish this up – some of it needs a little attention, some of it a lot. I’m trying hard, but perhaps not hard enough – I just don’t know.
Perhaps it’s perfectly normal to feel completely, totally and utterly inadequate in these circumstances – you know, when the shit is hitting the fan and you remember that your umbrella is broken. I shall have to ask my fellow students.
So anyway, I’m gritting my teeth. I’m bearing down. I’m preparing for the final push.
Yep, the baby’s on its way!