 My babysitter overslept and didn't show up, so I was just scrambling, running around like crazy, doing everything, in a super panic. Now I've made it to work, and I've got to calm down. I'm here now. Everything is fine. Right. The crisis is over. Everything is fine. Right. My adrenaline is running like the crisis is ongoing. The crisis is not. It's over. So I just need to calm down. Let's keep in mind what's at stake here. Exactly. What is that? Very little.