One big ball of stress

I have a feeling that's what my life is going to be like until the end of October.

If I don't have a job lined up by then, it'll be a different ball of stress.

Boss is screaming at me to give him the data. But he isn't specific on HOW he wants the data. So I'm quietly freaking out on how to give him what he wants when he isn't telling me how to make it look.

Plus the AC died completely on Sunday. Pretty much just blows hot air while running up my electricity bill. Yesterday, the service guys where there. They determined the thing dead, and set out to order a new one. Left my apartment WITH THE DAMN THING RUNNING. I bitched to the office that I can't afford to hemorrage money like that. Plus it isn't good for the kitty cats.

It was so damn hot last night I was forced to leave the back door open all night. I woke up at 2:30 in the morning to the sound of cats fighting. My first panicked thought was "how the heck did Adira get to the ground?" So in a rush I pulled on my bathrobe, grabbed my glasses, and turned a light on (after I hit my toe on something). All cats present and accounted for. Then it took like a half hour to go back to sleep.

All cats present and accounted for in the morning.

I'm so sleepy it isn't funny. I also need to get my exercise in to lose a couple pounds. And pack a carload of stuff. And....