You want the truth? I’m not doing well this week.
I’m completely overwhelmed at work. I’m second guessing myself and my place here and I hate that.
My stress level is through the roof. I’m swamped with projects, I owe an overly understanding person a story that I keep forgetting to send her and my house needs to be cleaned.
I dreamt last night that they brought out my wedding dress for my fitting and it was the wrong one. Some horrible, one-shoulder monstrosity covered in sequins that they insisted was mine and refused to send back for my actual dress.
My actual fear is I will stand in the dressing room on Saturday weeping while the saleswoman informs me that the dress is too small.
And I’m tired of eating salad.