Yeah, I'm still doing that.
It is in my very nature to worry. Worry exists in every cell of my body. There is no escaping it. I worry about things I cannot control because I can not control them. I'm doomed. I know it.
When I'm stressing, I become the biggest tornado the world has ever known.
I first came to this realization in college. I began to notice my behavior became erratic around mid-terms and finals. It wasn't just the added caffeine ... oh no ... it was stress. {You now hear the sound of the forboding bom bom bommmmmmmmmm}
I can't tell you how many notebooks I lost the week of the exam. The notebooks that CONTAINED the notes I needed to study for the up and coming exam. Gone. Misplaced. Never to be seen or heard from again. Forever and ever...gone.
I've already told you about my 'Map of the United States' where my buddy would put marks on the places I lost or left things ... when I worked the most stressful job EVER!
when stressed: I am forgetful and absent minded.
when stressed: I am easily angered and pissed off.
when stressed: I am fidgitty and nervous.
when stressed: I can't sit still.
when stressed: I am irresponsible and clumsy.
Just this week:
I have more black and blue marks over my body, due to what? I have no idea. Tripping. Falling. Bumping. Whatever.
I've been dragging the girls around every place just to stay away from the house.
Dishes are piling up.
Laundry is piling up.
I was suppossed to pay my bills on the 1st of the month and still haven't done them as of yet ... at least ONE of them is late ... UGH!
And the biggie {MORE of forboding BOM BOM BOMMMMMMMMMMMM, only LOUDER this time}
I lost my Blackberry last night.
FREAKING LOST IT!
It fell out of my pocket while at the Zoo.
Someone has it, I just know it.
I realized it was gone not more than 20 minutes after knowing I had it.
SHIT!
It's password protected so they can't get anything from it, or access it in anyway, or even use it (it's on the lost/stolen list) and if they attempt more than 10 passwords the devise will automatically disable.
Still pisses me off to no end.
A replacement is already in the works, but..
Shit. Damn. Hell.
Shit. Damn. Freaking Hell.
Damn. Hell. Shit. Damn.
"That's all I have to say about that."
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttt!
7 comments:
Am I sensing that you are stressed withot your Crackberry?
I hear you, woman. I am very, very, very much the same way. I hope your blackberry gets back to you safely. I have lost mine more than once. How it gets found is still a mystery...
You really, really need to find some way to relieve that stress (and no, it does not involve a weapon!)
Vacation in the near future???
I'm so sorry to hear about this. Good luck. I wish you the best.
That is why I am a nerved about my new phone. I don't want to be completely reliant on it, but man is it so convenient. I actually used to find my car keys in my fridge due to the fact that as I was leaving I would want a drink for the ride, but then I couldn't find my keys. Took awhile to figure that one out. I am learning to do the deep meditative breathing. So far it works most of the time.
Yikes!! That photo is a perfect image for the way you're feeling. Hope you find your blackberry - I was just thinking of getting one because I feel out of touch.
Oh God! That really sucks. I would be a nervous wreck also.
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