Where is my rock?

I want to crawl under it......

Almost at 4 months to go, and I have a billion things to do..... Whoever said this was a joyous time are either one of two things: single or filthy rich. On a stress scale of 1 - 10, I am at a constant/daily 12. I would love to go a day without even thinking or worrying if everything is right, am I forgetting something, gotta call them and ask, its how much.... at every moment. Any and everything irritates me. I see why people elope or go to city hall.... More than half of me really prefers this, but the other portion can't help to think I would be cheating myself.

I have yet to lose any weight. Its my own fault. I can't help to think that I am self sabotaging this, because of all the other what if stress.

I think I should take a weekend, to be just me, no mommy, no fiance, no daughter, no employee.. just me. I need to get myself back I've gotta go to the blackberry just to schedule a time to get myself back...... sad..... I just gotta re-prioritize and get myself together....

.......Hey Calgon...... be expecting a text from my blackberry, to your email, to schedule a meeting where you can take me away...