You don't say?

I'm so stressed out I'm numb. I just can't even process what I have to do. I'm kind of in denial. Right now I'm grading 67 papers (apparently, I translated Karl Marx's Communist Manifesto into English). Tomorrow, I have an oral exam with my advisor and we're going to discuss my dissertation proposal and my short research trip this summer. I'm meeting with a total of 7 students this week about their mid-terms. I get my pre-lim questions next Monday. I have 14 days for them. I'm teaching one week during that time, but not the other week (Thank you to the other wonderful TAs). My one professor just informed me that my pre-lim questions from her are going to be historiography questions. I hate historiography. I'm just not good at it, and, ever professor means something different by it. I turn in my pre-lims on April 17th. Three days later, I have to e-mail my committee a syllabus I wrote for a class I would teach. Five days after that, I orally defend my pre-lim answers and my syllabus. The students have another paper due on April 24th. Their final is May 11th. I'm going to go visit my grandparents for a week. Beginning of June, I'm moving to VA to be close to my husband. I'm supposed to defend my dissertation proposal in June. I'm going to Russia in June for a month. Grant proposals are due in Sept., Oct. and Nov. I'm getting married in Oct. Wes leaves for 6 months in Nov. I'm sure I've forgotten something. I'm just blocking it out right now. I think I need to go make a chocolate cake.