Panic Now!

It's time. My stomach is in a knot and I can't concentrate on anything. I'm supposed to be doing work right now for a meeting in 20 minutes, but am laughing with co-workers. Laughing very hard. One of the engaged women is talking about how hard it is for her to find a wedding dress since her "crotch bone" sits high and she looks "manly" in certain fabrics. (Those were not actually her exact words).

Anyway, I'm making three lists of things "to do," "to pack," and "to buy" for my trip. 24 hours for now, my plane should be departing. ACK! So much to do, so much to do. If only there was a way to get out of work early, but it does not look like it will happen. Especially if I can't get a grip and focus.