And now I’m walking in the park
And all of the birds, they dance below me
Maybe when things turn green again
It will be good to say you know me
Oh, it’s taken so long
I could be wrong, I could be ready
Oh, but if I take my heart’s advice
I should assume it’s still unsteady
Oh yeah, I’m never really ready, yeah
Oh yeah, I’m never really ready, yeah
I’m in repair
I’m not together, but I’m getting there
~John Mayer
So I made it through midterms week, licked my wounds, got A’s and B’s.
Oh boy.
My need to strive for perfection says those B’s aren’t good enough, damn it. Damn it!
But I have too much on my plate and I know it. Work full-time. Full-time mostly single parent of two special needs toddlers. And bipolar disasters/anxiety to deal with on a moment to moment basis. Not to mention I’ve been working in the emergency room (which by the way is NOT a good place for an anxious person to be working! HELLO.)
Argh. Hang in there darlin’.
And I broke an impacted molar that’s infected. My dentist doesn’t have time to perform my oral surgery until February. Seeking a second opinion on saturday.
Still beautiful fall weather. No snow though! Bought a Subaru in order to prepare. Bring it on!
So how are you?
Sparkling Anxiety 