Downward spiral

We're approaching the 'month of death' at work
The month where everything needs to be done there and then
No resting, no putting it off
It's the time where you will have no time for socialising.
It's work, work, work.
Unsual for someone who leaves work on time but for something that occurs only 3 - 4 times a year, it's not too bad.

To add to my stress, I've been told I'd be having a visitor for the next 6 weeks. It's been an agreement, where I've been part of, with no voice.

Am I happy about it? Obviously not, otherwise I won't be writing about it.
It's hard to remain optimistic when I'll be letting a total stranger into my home and my life (yes, even if for 6 weeks).
I'm trying to psyche myself that things might not turn out to be so bad. She may be nice.
For her sake, I hope she's neat and not one of the whiney sort.
It's not easy living someone possessing high levels of anal-retentiveness in her own home.
And if she's whiney, God help her.

For friends who know me and who know of this situation are laughing and taking bets on how long it would take before I break down and tear my hair out.

Ha-ha.