No its not the Apocalypse, no I am not a dam doomsdayer. Its this freaking countdown thats leading to my retirement date. It seems everywhere I turn its something new that I have to buy or someone needs something. My freakin problem is that I let everyone talk me into it, and now all I am doing is trying to get this, that and the next thing together. I need all this stuff to done and over with. Yeah, I know I am getting paid, but crap can I get a breather do I have to worry about everyone else’s darn world. I can feel the overwhelmed feeling coming back.