The move in for the NYIGF is tomorrow, and I am nowhere near ready. Somehow, I kept thinking I have more time, but July just got away from me, and here we are.... Agh.
Honestly, I just want to eat all my nails and pull my hair out. Well, actually, that is the second choice. The first choice is that somehow, miraculously, I don't have to do the show and I get to spend the day in bed. I know, I know, I won't be any more ready next year than I am today, but THIS IS TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!!
Please tell me it will be OK.