Don't Panic

In undergrad, one of my professors started an email to me with "Don't panic." Naturally, it wasn't a good email (if I remember correctly, there was something wrong with the audio in the movie my group had created).
No one said "Don't panic" to me today. Nevertheless, I got the same feeling looking at the calendar. I was so proud of myself- I got my Chapter 1 edits turned in this afternoon, a whole 14-16 hours ahead of schedule. But then I started to plan out when my next chapter's edits would be done. And oh my goodness, it's almost October.
Which means I have 39 days to get all my edits done (and note, my chapters still haven't gone to my second reader yet), formatting done, front-matter done, and all those stupid hoops that the university will make me jump through completed.
So much for taking next weekend off, and the National Trust conference couldn't have come at a worse time. I did take the evening off to go bowling, but as soon as this is posted, I'm starting Chapter 2. If I can get it done by Thursday... that would be beyond amazing.
Right. "Don't panic." I should write that on a post-it and hang it on the wall behind my computer.