If I perish…I perish

/Meelah’s POV/

“It’s better for me to face my destiny instead of sulking over here”I console myself after a few minutes of sulking as I pull myself together to start working.

I scan the documents on my table and I realize that I still have a very long way to go, and there is just no way I can crash everything in the next five hours.

“Let’s tidy up this baby so that I can pick up the pressing task to tackle within the next few hours, then I will sort the rest out over the weekend” I decide as I get down to arranging my abomination of table.

I sort out the files on my table very fast by bookmarking it from the most important and the least important because I am don’t thinking I am a super woman that can crash everything at once, so let’s see how going bay a steady pace work for me.

I put on my desktop and open up Microsoft excel where the new schedule that I started working on for Brian since I officially resumed work is, and I start to look through the materials one by one so that