Bearing down

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!

J