One Week Countdown

One week from now, my papers will be turned in and the turmoil and hardship will be a fleeting memory. I hope.
I haven't felt too much stress yet. I have happily used my Freudian/Lacanian transference to stress out other more distant things- my TV (which is never coming back- NEVER BUY MAGNAVOX), my plane ticket, my summer job, my unborn children, my unwed and unmet husband, the string of unmet boyfriends before unwed husband, Christmas shopping, the San Diego marathon, the new diet I am going to go on for the new year, you get the picture.
Now I have to face the music and I am writing. Well, now I am writing on my blog, so I guess I am still not 100% stressed, but I don't know. My brain is almost at capacity. The point is, this week is going to suck. But it will eventually be done and life moves on. That's what will have to get me through.

Until then....