Ugh I'm stressed

Yes I'm fucking stressed.  Money is a bit tight which I know is all my own fault but which is getting on my nerves.  Plus in an act of monumental stupidity I've volunteered to organise our work christmas meal, which is the most stressful thing I have ever done.  Also trying to find a campsite for next summer in Cornwall.  You wouldn't think that a nice campsite near a beach was such a big ask, but it's proving a bit more difficult than anticipated.  I want a drink.  But instead I'm going to clean the bathroom and eat dahl and then go and see my dad before I go to work.  He hasn't been too well recently, but he's feeling better now which I suppose is something I ought to be thankful for.