Things I have not done in the last two weeks:
1. Had a lunch date with my husband, who is no longer my co-worker. In fairness, he is just up the road so lunch dates aren’t gone forever!
2. Taken a picture. I even got an awesome new lens for Christmas, and I haven’t used it. I haven’t even taken any pictures with my phone except to send a quick shot of the girls to Cory while he was out of town.
3. Written anything. I love to look back at old blog posts and feel a sense of pride about the way that I was able to talk about my life in fitting and witty metaphors. Those posts are unfortunately few and far between and I really hate falling into the trap of writing crap just to have written something. Kind of like I am doing here tonight.
4. Relaxed. If you know me, you probably know that I live my life in a constant state of anxiety. I roam somewhere between level 3 and 10 on any given day. The last couple of weeks have pulled through with at least a 7 every day. Telling me not to worry is really a waste of time. If I wasn’t worrying about something, my mind wouldn’t have the first idea of what to do with itself. So I worry. About the weather. About getting sick. About being late. About screwing up and disappointing someone at the new job. About alienating co-workers before I have the chance to make them like me. About missing work. About whether or not I made the right decision to move on. About Leila’s behavior. About how I look. About what I weight. I could go on.
But I will try not to.
About Money. Ok, I will really stop now. For now.