It's Official.

I have officially panicked. There is simply more than I can possibly do and I'm not sure what can be cut out. Today's schedule requires:
-audiogram for A. 9:40
-appt. with audiologist for A. 10:00
-bring computer along to work on program for work while waiting during the appointments
-take A. to my sister's for the afternoon 11:30
-pick S. up from his friend's and take him home 12:00
-go to work and finish layout of program plus additional info book
-leave at 4:15 to head to radio station
-go on the air 5:00-5:30
-pick up A. 6:00
-get home at about 6:30
-make dinner for kids
-read more, take notes for the essay and then
-finish 4-6 page final essay on the religious healing customs for the Navajo, Greek and Corsicans; turn in by midnight.
Did you notice that still nothing is getting packed. A week and a half left in the house and the closets are still full. Christmas presents still have to be made. Clothes have to be packed. The lawn hasn't been mowed in way too long and the neighbor's leaves are nearly covering my front lawn. My poor roses are out there frozen in mid-bloom. And I'm fighting off something in my lungs. Could we please pack a few more hours into each day? Or a few more days into December?