Early Night

I've been slaving over a hot computer all day and my nerves are at wits end. I was given a twelve day project this morning and it's due tomorrow evening. The request came to him from the customer and when my boss asked me if it could be done, I took a deep breath and said "for you the world." He's a good guy and he's trying to keep us all employed. It's the least I can do.
He has been wound tighter than a cheap banjo lately and I can not imagine the pressure he's under. I just want to tell him "boss, it's just a job, it's not worth your life." Hopefully we'll all survive.
I for one am whupped and I'm going to bed early tonight.