Wednesday...i feel so...impartial about you.

Work is getting crazy.
I wish someone would ask, "how's the workload?"
Than I would bombard them with over one million questions about how am I doing, what am I doing, and why am I doing this.
At times I feel like this is something I should have been doing my entire life, at others....I feel like I have no idea what I am doing and sooner or later they are going to figure that out. So for now I am just biding my time, until I am caught.
Have you ever seen the movie..."Don't tell mom the babysitters dead?" Christina Appelgate has to go get a job because they are running out of money, well she gets it and has absolutely no idea what she is doing...but they treat her like she has been in the biz forever and she gets totally overwhelmed but is able to snake her way through....that's me. I am Christina Appelgate. Minus the 80's shoulder pads. I didn't lie on my resume but I feel like everything is whirling around me at 100 mph and I am eventually going to be left in the dust.
I can't let that happen. The buckling down must start. "Put some elbow grease into it," as my dad would say. I am going to stand in front of the fire hose, and not move.
Keep swimming. Just keep swimming.