Ugh!

Last week, my job worked out OK! I survived! This week, the weekend can't come fast enough! I feel like I'm going to sink.
Patrick is sick. He is congested. He has been since Monday night. I feel really bad for him. I've been trying to keep up with him, but i think the stress of reading workshop is knocking my supply down. I have to learn how to not stress about work. I know, novel concept, right? I hate that I have to work. I hate leaving him every day. This morning was just the worst. Can't it be Saturday already?