We haven't done this for a while - let's give it a go.
Dear Universe,
I'm stressed and sleep deprived enough as it is. I really don't need to be woken up at 2AM for a panic attack, and even less did I need to trip and fall in the middle of the crosswalk this morning with my coffee. It's a miracle I wasn't bawling as soon as it happened. Can we ease up this week so I can maybe accomplish something?
Thanks,
Please Just Get Me to Tuesday
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Dear Boss,
Yes, our event starts in TWO days. That means my to-do list is a mile long, and I need you to let me do things. Which means you need to suck it up and do things yourself. I don't have 8 hands.
Kthx.
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Dear BF,
Thank you, thank you, thank you for being amazing. I realize that it looks like I've completely lost my mind, and that these past few months haven't been easy, and you're ready to kill my boss, but I promise it's going to get better. We'll manage to go out to dinner this weekend, you'll stay with me Saturday night, and hopefully this other job will work out so I'm not losing my mind like this constantly. Everything is going to be perfect. Eventually.
Love,
Fishy