Waiting For That Rocket

Today’s the day.

Today is physical inventory. It’s probably best that inventory has finally rolled around. I’ve been building it up and planning and doing so many little things to prep for it that my mind has gotten completely overwhelmed. I get this little ball of anxiety hanging out in my chest, slowly growing and overwhelming my lungs and brain in one fell swoop. I don’t know how inventory is going to go today. I suspect it’s going to go well? I’ve taken into account hiccups that have affected me at other times during other inventories. But, somehow, being in charge has completely changed my outlook on any issues that come up and magnified them to the nth degree. At least by 10pm tonight PI will be over, nothing left to do but compile and streamline the data. Here’s hoping it goes smoothly.

Moral of the story: if you don’t hear from me throughout the day, don’t worry about it. I’m just freaking out, possibly curled in the fetal position in a box of cashmoore fleece.