I can't stop worrying that I screwed up the water sampling. I have this sinking feeling that I contaminated a couple of the samples. If the tests come back positive, I'm going to be so embarrassed. And they just gave me a raise.

I did well on my other tasks for the day: searching and finding three control points buried in 3 ft of snow and snowshoeing up and down a forested hillside with a GPS to scout out good locations for a reservoir.

We went to look at a house last night that is a definite possibility. I'm finding house hunting very stressful, especially considering that we don't know how long we are going to live in this city. I really want to buy one, but it is probably not the smartest thing if I'm just going to have to sell it in two years. Anyhow, D called the lady to tell them that I was going to put together an offer, and the lady told him that she's changing her mind about selling it. Gah!

Haven't slept well in several nights. I feel spacey from the stress. Can't focus on getting this house cleaned up from the weekend. Piles of clean laundry in the bedroom; piles of dishes in the sink.