douchechill

ok, i seriously need to chill the fuck out.

friday, i never heard back from the new accountant at my former place of employment after he had me resend my two outstanding invoices. so i have no idea if they cut me a check and put it in the mail or if they won't cut me a check until this friday.

not working enough billable time at my current gig is stressing me out. but, also, thanks to me, i caught that one of the articles in this e-newsletter we do for one of our clients needed to be killed because it was all about some software package that's no longer coming out.

i have to chill the fuck out.

the stress is killing me. i went to sleep last night around 1 a.m. i've been up since 6:30 now. worrying. stressing. i can't do this. yes, i'm owed money, but i also have a lot of money in my savings that i can use, so i'm not destitute. and maybe work will pick up this week. or maybe some new and great job will come my way.

i have no idea what's coming up, but i need to relax and think that things will work out. and yes, this is me waxing optimistic, and yes, that's freaking me out a little. but maybe it's a good thing, eh?