I was feeling quite zen this morning so I thought I'd made progress and was going to avoid that crazy feeling I get whenever I'm going to be gone for an extended period of time. But the anxiety hit about noon. So I had to keep reminding myself that the work can keep and that I'm not that important.
That helped only a bit - which clearly speaks to the size of my ego and my control issues.
But, no matter. Work day is over and the vacation has officially begun.
This is a good thing - regardless of what my brain thinks.