The Pressure Cooker named July

I barely know how to balance my daily life usually. This month is going to be insane! I have 3 weeks and 1 day until we move. I haven't started packing yet, I haven't heard if we got the house yet in Spring. I had to jump through hoops to try to get the house. I am teaching the lesson in Relief Society on Sunday, babysitting extra babies next week, packing Brae and Ken up for girls camp next week, planning Bella's baptism in two weeks from Saturday and dealing with intense emotional pressure. All of that plus babysitting my normal kids and doing vinyl everyday and taking care of my family. I feel like I am going to crack. I really just want it all to be over. Is that sad?