Freaking Out

It is 6:30 in the morning. I have been up since 4:30 and I went to bed at 1:30. I have about an eighteen hour day of errands in front of me, and my head is just spinning. My house is completely torn apart. I have no sink, no stove, no counters in the kitchen. My bedroom is filled with our new outdoor furniture. The guest room is full of remodel materials. My garage...I don't even want to talk about my garage. The house is not going to be even close to presentable in time for Neil's graduation party Saturday. I am just beyond stressed out. I don't know what I was thinking trying to do all of this at once.