If you were standing in my house right now, you would see me running around like a complete lunatic, screaming at the top of my lungs, hugging the dog and almost wetting my pants.
Why all the drama? Because I submitted something to the New York Times’ blog "Motherlode," and it was published today!
Okay. Snap out of it, Julie. Breathe in, breathe out. Act mature. Act professional.
And DO NOT drink champagne in the afternoon.