End of summer freak-out

School starts in two weeks, and I'm not ready! I haven't done just about anything I wanted to this summer:
I haven't gone swimming except for one time with Amanda for ten minutes when it was really, really cold.
I haven't taken any shape or form of vacation... or even one partially relaxing day.
I haven't laid out in the sun with SPF one million on.
I haven't finished my gosh darn book proposal (a.k.a. "that which will give me the career I need," a.k.a. "the most important work-related thing in my life right now").
I haven't gone to Rita's to have gellati nearly enough.
I haven't been to the gym One Single Time (except for when I signed up at a new gym... which I haven't been to yet).
I haven't gotten the baby to sleep through the night without sleeping *on* me.
I haven't finished putting together my classes.
I haven't slept more than about 4 hours in a row.

Ok, I feel better now.