I am holding on to dear life as we race towards the end of the year. I am all out of paid time off and will be working everyday next week, except (thankfully) Christmas; which is such a gift, yet does not feel adequate for the level of fatigue I am experiencing. I have found myself getting cranky and wishing away the holiday (to get to a much needed PTO refreshed bank so I can get some rest) while simultaneously wanting to cling to the festive season. I feel fuzzy and as someone described it to me when I shared that my ducks were not in a row—" I don’t even know know where my ducks are and one of them might actually be a goose.”