This has not one iota of cosmic significance, but I thought I would blog about it anyway.

Is it me, or am I not stressed out enough? Silly question, I know. According to the stories I hear and magazines (and blogs) I read, I should be pulling my hair out and biting my nails. Instead, I’m sitting here calm and settled.  

I feel like I am in a bit of a slump. Things keep thrusting themselves at me to be done, which (unfortunately) makes me want to do them even less. Perhaps it’s my horrible trait of procrastination that is calming me. You know what that means. In a month, I will be in a sea of anguish and pounding my head against the wall, and of course, pulling my hair out and biting my nails.

This leaves me in a state of uncomfortable comfortable-ness. Only 4 months left and the only thing we have accomplished thus far is this website.

Perhaps I should stop rambling now and go call a vendor. Yeah, I think I might do that.