March 15, 2009

  • Too much going on

    I know what my problem is.  I just have too much going on.

    Anxiety of when I'd be cut from my job.

    Anxiety of when he'd say no to me and this will be all over.

    Anxiety of when will I ever find a job, whether or not I'll be cut from the one I have now.

    Anxiety of having him living in a place where he won't be discovered dead for at least two weeks (knock on wood) if he fell ill.  Wait a minute, he is sick right now.

    Red alert...