I can feel my heart racing. I have five days to two deadlines (DoD and DoE) and three more proposals to write. I wouldn’t panic if I didn’t have three days of the first death anniversary ceremonies of my grandmother starting Friday.
…which in itself is a bit stressful because given that my grandmother was very popular, there would be many many people attending the final day’s ceremony and I am terrified about crowd management and interpersonal management – families can be the hotbed of politics, I say.
I just need to remember to breathe through the stress. As my vipassana mentor would say, “Breath. Only the breath”.
Wish me luck. Yet again.