I have five more weeks of work. Five more weeks to tie up all the loose ends. And today the head of my department just dumped a whole 'nother project on me. FFFFFFuuuu...dge.
Not panicking. Not panicking.
Baby will be here eight weeks from today. Eeeeeeeeeeee...not panicking.
Inhale. Exhale. Focus on the breathing.
Eeeeeeeee.....
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I'm excited for you, but I know what it feels like to have projects piled on you when you've already got your hands (and belly) full!
What you need is a temp. But they may make you write up the proposal for the funds for a temp, so nevermind.
Well, according to my doctor, they can't authorize my disability benefits any earlier than 4 weeks ahead of my official due date, so even though we know the baby will be born on Oct. 29th, they count back from Nov. 5th which is a full 40 weeks gestation. This means that the earliest I can get off from work is Oct. 8th - coincidentally, the date of my surgery last year. Hmph. I hate work right now.
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