From the Psychoneurotic Institute for the Very, VERY Nervous

For some reason I'm having a meltdown today, and my brain won't listen to reason.

In the moment I even worry about being worried, but at the same time am not worried about the anxiety long term.

Here are the things I'm worrying about:
Being worried.
Not getting my room clean before I go to MI for my grandma's birthday.
Accidentally forgetting all sorts of things--to make my bed
Not completing tasks before I go.
Being late, even though the flight isn't for another 5 hours.
Having over-felted my new mittens, hat, and neckwarmer.
Whether I'm going to have troubles checking luggage.
Whether I'll bother checking luggage.
Whether if I take anti-anxiety medicine I'll fall asleep and miss the plane.
That I won't be able to eat because of the timing of the flight.
ARGH!!!!

Even doing the things I'm afraid I won't get done isn't helping.

It's insane and very out of the ordinary. I suppose this is what meds are for, though, right?

Even so, I think I'll meditate first. But what if it doesn't work and I fall asleep and miss my plane?

(I'm halfway making fun of myself with this post, but the feelings are indeed all real. Ugh)

$2.99

I really love my local thrift store. All of this, for less than what one single remnant usually goes for.

All me, all the time.

If it's not about Bubba these days, it's about me, I guess! This photo is circa 1990-1991ish. I'm so silly!

Ahead of the fashion curve

I went to Georgia last weekend, did I mention? I can't remember. Anyway, I got dinner with some friends, who took pictures. And then they did this to the photo:

I played the bugle!

Me. In the news.

Fun day yesterday!

BTW, the Durham Herald Sun (First link) is annoyingly registration only. So here are the relevant bits, as an excerpt:

At the park

About 100 people and a few dogs from the Old West Durham and Watts-Hillandale neighborhoods gathered at Oval Park for a parade after watching the inaugural proceedings on TV.

With snow on the ground and flakes still falling, chants of "Obama" and "Yes we did" rose from those assembled as they took a couple of laps around the park, led by American and North Carolina flags and a cardboard cutout of Obama.

"I was glued to the TV," said STEW, who was playing a bugle along to the "Yes we did" cheer. "I was lucky enough to have a snow day. I expected to be at work. It was a lucky gift."


(Ahem, they misquoted me. I said it was a "simple" gift."

Photo: Chris Seward, News and Observer.

I got a simple gift today.

'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free,
'Tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gain'd,
To bow and to bend we shan't be asham'd,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come round right.

Simple gifts

We've come 'round right, y'all.

SNOW!

There's maybe an inch of snow on the ground. I don't want to go to work. Do you think I can call in with a bad hair day?



UPDATE: SNOW DAY!!!!!!!