Ahhh...Anxiety and Home

All day, beginning at 5 a.m., I've had this nagging ache in my chest. It's indescribable, but I am very familiar with it.

I woke up thinking about Beautiful Daughter. This is her last week of high school. I'm excited and absolutely scared to death.

My intention is to have the SMOOTHEST week of our entire lives, but I know that isn't something one can really plan on. I just know I'll have to watch my P's and Q's and let things just "drift by" peacefully.

This is a very busy week, as all of you who have gone through this know. Ceremonies, visiting family, dinners, parties, and the actual last day of classes...AND...on top of it all I'll be making a run to PDX on Friday morning to pick up Albin, the Swedish-Wonder-Boy. He'll be here for about 2 1/2 weeks, so that's just one more thing on the list.

The garden is supposed to be a soothing place for work and focus, but I've just created messes everywhere today, beginning one project and starting another before I'm done. I broke a large cement base to one of my largest pots, which doesn't really upset me in itself, but with this aching chest...well, you know.

Hubby spoke sharply with me today, which was good. He reminded me to not "talk to him like dirt" when he asked questions. I guess I do that when I'm in my anxious zone, so I was glad he broke the wall down. However, there's a big part of me that's wishing I had some nice little narcotic to knock me out until it's time to get ready for work tomorrow.

One good thing...I'll be riding my bike to work on Monday and Tuesday! I fixed it all up for the adventure yesterday, lubing the chain, pumping up the tires, adjusting the seat and handlebars, and shining it all up with Windex! I bought this mountain bike in 1994 and it's still running strong!

OK, enough chit-chat...get dinner going and move on...