Okay. I'm officially having my first breakdown during week-before-the-conference madness. Our course t-shirts were delivered to one of the other organizers, but we found out that one area which was supposed to be green was white due to a miscommunication. White for the Sierra Nevada is fine; white for farm fields and the Altamont/Oakland Hills is NOT fine.
I just feel very overwhelmed right now, and very much alone in all this. Rob just sort of seethes if I complain to him, because he's angry about the whole idea of me having had this much responsibility foisted upon me, willingly or not. I'm still covered in stress hives (have been for more or less the past four months, though I'm going to go to the doctor again tomorrow). My house is a mess and I'm behind on all of my REAL work because this has become nearly a full-time unpaid job, most of it reminding people of what they need to do that I told them about a half dozen times already, or doing it myself because they flaked or had an emergency. Apparently I'm not allowed to have emergencies, but everybody else is.
I'm sorry. I'm kind of a downer right now. It's really sad--I used to look forward to this conference every year, but that was before I decided I wanted to "give something back" by "helping."