Panic attack number 1 was when adam called me yesterday and told me his work schedule changed for the next 2 months and now he has to work on christmas. WHAT! He is now going to be working a LOT more. Damn it! The first thing that comes to mind is babysitting. crap we need to find grandpa some help babysitting and fast! insert panic attack number 2. Oh crap I just agreed to cook Christmas dinner for my whole family! I have never had Christmas at my house before and now I get to attempt it while Adams not even home! perfect... excuse me while I go bang my head against the wall. Thank you Adams work for not even considering their employees lives! My stress level has just hit overdrive!
