The General Assembly has set out its schedule for the remainder of this year's legislative session. We will be adjourning sine die on April 29th.
So not soon enough. This extended session is running roughshod over me. My concentration is shot. The towering stack of items in my to-do list is about one "reply to person x's email" from becoming sentient and rampaging through downtown Atlanta. And now my wingstubs have started acting up.
It's not that it's been a particularly hellish day-in-day-out sort of session; it hasn't. But the prolonged stress permeating our office and the capitol is thrashing my already less-than-robust immune system. My energy level is way down, and when that starts crashing, it dominoes into all my other sundry human suit issues. I've even upped my stimulants to try to counteract the worst of it, and my brain still just flatlines once afternoon hits. I'm loathe (and somewhat scared) to increase it any more, so in order to restore my faculties to some semblance of wakefulness, I have to down enough caffeine to make me sick to my stomach—and I'm not doing that again anytime soon.
So yeah. Glad to have a date when this interminable session will end. But gawd, I wish it were sooner.