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I just realized today that I'm feeling a wee bit wobbly. There are a lot of things happening and many opportunities to worry, should I feel like taking advantage of the situation(s) and working myself up.
I'm not choosing to do so, but I feel them niggling away at me, trying very hard to cut through my composure and make my stomach hurt. I keep batting them away (like I bat away the fruit flies which seem to have popped up all around my desk for some reason lately) but they keep circling back around.
It's all fine. We're fine. Everyone is fine. It's all manageable. In bits and pieces.
It's all fine. We're fine. Everyone is fine. It's all manageable. In bits and pieces.
However, I wish I were a:
* doctor
* car mechanic
* vet
* chef
* Wall Street banker getting paid millions in bonuses of taxpayer money
Actually if I were that last one, all the rest of the worries would greatly diminish. Oh well.
So, instead of succumbing to anxiety and worry, I'm reading my book, Let The Right One In, which is actually not helping matters much since it's pretty dark. I'm thinking about my current painting (in progress). I'm trying to do creative problem-solving.
I feel like things are getting a little out of control and I need to simplify some things. I have no idea what these things might be, but there are a few too many pieces on the board right now. I think I'll employ a tactic that works pretty well when I have too many little low-priority tasks to do at work: I let most of them go and figure that if it's really important, someone will nag me about it. Until then, I'll just put it out of my mind.
What I need is to get to the library and check out some more fluffy reading. And perhaps invest in a container of ice cream. And a blanket to put over my head.
So, instead of succumbing to anxiety and worry, I'm reading my book, Let The Right One In, which is actually not helping matters much since it's pretty dark. I'm thinking about my current painting (in progress). I'm trying to do creative problem-solving.
I feel like things are getting a little out of control and I need to simplify some things. I have no idea what these things might be, but there are a few too many pieces on the board right now. I think I'll employ a tactic that works pretty well when I have too many little low-priority tasks to do at work: I let most of them go and figure that if it's really important, someone will nag me about it. Until then, I'll just put it out of my mind.
What I need is to get to the library and check out some more fluffy reading. And perhaps invest in a container of ice cream. And a blanket to put over my head.
(Terri also adds that perhaps there may be hormonal issues involved. This is true. Even more reason for ice cream and fluffy reading)
5 comments:
When a man suggests your problems are hormonal, you throw a paperweight at him. When a woman does, she's probably right :)
im quite hormonal as well.
can we just discuss how much i loved weebles as a kid. i had tons of them. and a little weeble bus.
Lara: so true. And in this case, yes, probably absolutely correct!
Tammie: it's fun to be hormonal! I can only remember having one or two weebles but my neighbor had more, plus a weeble punching bag that I loved. I could use one of those right now...
But if you were that Wall Street Exec, also being Daphne, you'd feel really guilty which is even worse than all those other things.
Stefanie: Dang, you are right. Shoot. Oh well...
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