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Ad Majorem Annae Gloriam

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I want to die and it's all my own fault.

I have to clean up enough so that my apartment can be painted on Thursday.
I have to write a paper due Wednesday.
I have two all-day meetings Wednesday and Thursday from which I need to produce reports and then rush out of the door.
I have to do reading for Monday's class.
I am leading a major meeting on Tuesday morning for which I have to prepare.
I have to pack up since I will be going from work straight to the airport on Thursday.

And then some random little chores like cooking, laundry, and trying to stay sane.

I seem to have inherited my Grandma's self-destructrive trait. If we have no problems, we create them so we can then heroically solve them. Though I think that's almost a Russian national pasttime...