I gave myself the gift of 10 hours sleep last night. I badly needed it.
An update to yesterday: there was a meeting at 2:00, and 2 hours later, I emerged feeling like I might hurl. Through some course of events I still don't completely understand, there was talk of making me the Project Architect for the job I've been working on (the healthcare tenant parts of it, not the outside).
Part of me thought, "Oh, yeah. They have seen my genius. Bring it on."
Another part thought, "Oh. Dear. GOD. I'm a wreck right now! How the hell would I handle more responsibility? More responsibility equals more work! More work equals more hours!! I can't do it!!!" [hyperventilating]
I still don't know how I feel about this opportunity. I'm going to call it an opportunity, because it truly is- it just may kill me in my current state. Okay, have to quit writing about it...starting to hyperventilate again...