Feeling the Anxiety pangs

I feel like I'm forgetting something and I feel like something is going to blow up on me soon.  It's been so much to remember and I think I'm sucking at it.  Oh, I feel I'm sucking at it.  I know I'm sucking at it.  Ugh.  So much for the positive pep talk, eh?

Well the volume of work is getting to me and really not knowing what's happening with the lurker is a little frustrating.  Will they make their grand return much to our annoyance or has something changed?  I say it's fine when I don't see them lurking but one way or another, I'd really like to know something. I don't need to know the reasons why.  I just need to know if this person is coming or going.  I don't think we get help everyday either so I'm not sure if I got to do clean up in several aisles this morning.

My mom is unsure about going to the food pantry this morning because of lent.  She was going to walk and I would pick her up.  She likes getting her free bag and free sweatshirt.  Sigh.  I told her it's fine if I take her and pick her up.  I know she worries that I'm mad when I pick her up but I'm thinking let's get home right away and once I get back to work, she can show me her treasures.  I think it'll be open and I can take her when the time comes.  She shouldn't worry like that.  

You know what it's like to all stress and worry?  It's exhausting.  It's just exhausting when you're me and to tell anyone that most people won't listen.  They have a solution or think you should go see someone who can talk to you.  Thanks. I was hoping you could offer a kind word but thanks for making me feel worse.  Sigh.

It'll pass.  I'm just kind of having a morning.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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