No rest

There's so much to do with so little time. I really intended to rest and enjoy my holidays, but I find myself working far harder all over again equally as how I did for the past four months. Rather grateful I am for J to help me in my tasks but I'm rather upset to know what lies ahead that I need to complete. Too many responsibilities, too many promises that I have made. I regret it now, but it is too late. I seem to be working my death now...