Do you wake up with a sore jaw from clenching your teeth all night?
Are you nervous, jittery, irritable and gloomy?
Do you roll around on the floor shrieking, "Argh, argh, argh, I just don't know what's WRONG with me" and end up missing the Summer Reading Program party at the library because you refused to acknowledge that any of the pants proffered you are actually your pants? Even the puppy pants?
If so, you are either (a) my three-year-old daughter, and you are beyond hope; or (b) like a large part of the American population: just a little bit stressed out.
It doesn't make you feel any better when you take a little break to go on Facebook, and learn that everyone else in...READ MORE