High stress at work leaves me overwhelmed, exhausted and easily ruffled. I also struggle with swallowing food, sleeping, and relaxing. My job this weekend is to rest, rest, rest, rest...did I say rest? Yea, the big push to the end of the nine weeks of school and the fashion show. I am watching the pieces starting to fall into place. It is like the last 10 pieces that need to go into a 1000 piece puzzle. Those pieces are needed but only fit if everything else is in the right place. I am using distraction, exercise, popcorn, and other coping strategies. I know how anxious I can get. It is my job to sooth myself, reassure me, and take care of me. Bless sweet husband for taking me to dinner tonight so I didn't have to think about anything when I came home. Rest rest rest. I can do the next 6 days, one day at a time, 5 minutes at a time, whatever it takes.