Cabin Fever

We're almost at our deadline, and I have been, at this point, around
some of my team members for so long that I have begun to be annoyed by
them to the point of homicidal rage over every little fault and habit.
I wake up at four in the morning from sheer stress, then have to
medicate to get another two hours' worth of sleep. This is bad; I
could not live like this.

My cats are concerned about me; they seem to be able to sense how
stressed I am, with the exception of Rhett Butler, who is a simple,
loyal, blue cat, and deleriously happy only that I have come home
again, for however short a time.

I ran Squoosh back to our new vet (for a MIDNIGHT appointment...I love
Dr Superhero!) for a check-up, and because he barfed again; Squoosh
has a confirmed flea allergy, has stopped most all the over-grooming,
and got another shot of famotidine and depo (to settle his stomach and
a steroid for his itchy skin), and seems to be doing well -- the
Linotone (or whatever it is called) has made his coat soft and
patent-leather shiny in only two weeks, so he is getting his EFAs to
help with the itchy skin from both the fleas and the heater being run
so long and often this year. I hadn't realised how dry he had become,
'cos it happened very slowly. Everyone has really benefitted from the
Linotone as well, I think Squoosh was just the most sensitive. Dr S
has a gold-coloured bag of some granular stuff that is called
'Nature's Miracle', or something like that, which I will buy when I
run out of Linotone (the Petsmart girl had said Linotone was best out
of what they carried, that is the only reason I had picked it),
because it has Omega 3, 6, and 9, plus other stuff in it. I also need
to ask if I can simply share my fish oil pills with my cats, 'cos my
pills have 3, 6, and 9 from fish, flax, and borage (wtf is borage?),
and smells like sardines, so when I whip them out, all four of my cats
are always interested.

butsoanyway.

I will make an effort to not massacre any of my co-workers for their
idiosyncrasies, and I would have vented here, but I honestly have not
had the time to spare, plus my tack so far has been to defuse myself
by not focussing on the behaviours (for example, Mary Catherine, who
is going to end up right back in the emergency department if she
continues to pick apart everything I say and do and react so poorly
when I swipe right back at her...why are some types of women so
difficult to get along with?) in my so-called spare time, which has
worked well enough so far. After this is over, I will vent my ass off;
please understand my nervousness and tension. And I am taking a short
vacation after this is done, cos I will be waiting quite some time for
a decision.