Summer. Finally!

Yesterday was bad. Couldn't stop crying, even at Star Trek. (Good movie, but the opening scene was a little much for my fragile mental state.)
But today is better. It is the first day of summer and I have a ton to do. Luckily, most of it can be done from home, in my pj's.
Here is a partial list:
>Edit and upload my summer course for the distance students
>Write specific aims, hypotheses, and analyses for my Alzheimer's study
>Send a course description of my Food and Film class to my boss
>Make a remediation coursework packet to send to the poor kids that didn't pass their clinical rotations
>Finish my photo albums
>Wash the dogs
And various and sundry other housekeeping-type things.

I'm tired of feeling so anxious and thisclose to shattering. I think a quiet summer to reflect and regroup is exactly what the doctor ordered.