It’s 8:21 in the morning on a Saturday. I have to go to work until 3. Then I have to run to the grocery, clean, figure out what the hell I’m going to feed 20 people, since no one offered to bring a main course, shower, clean some more, and clean even more before 7.

Is anyone a betting man? I’ll bet that I have a nervous breakdown before 7 pm. I managed to make it through the last party just fine, but I wasn’t expecting to have to deal with this one, so I’m a wee bit freaked.

At least I have a few helpers in the form of Jade (while he’s here), Matt and Tom. I would have already had the breakdown if it wasn’t for them.

Update: I survived!