Saturday, May 09, 2009

I guess it seemed like the thing to do at the time.

Man. Man oh man. I seriously did not sleep for one everloving minute last night. Tossed and turned the whole damn time. Even after getting up at 4:30, and staying up till almost midnight. Could. Not. Sleep. I just laid there and worry-worry-worried. About what, you ask? Well I don't even want to say because it's stupid and you will all think it's shallow and irrational and obsessed. Fine. I'll tell you. I was worrying about my weight. What if I can't lose weight. What if I screw up my diet on this stupid trip to Miami. And then of course, why can't I sleep. Why am I not falling asleep?! Morning will come soon and I will not have slept at all. And I have so much to do tomorrow, and then I'm leaving on Sunday, and what do I need to bring, and what am I going to eat, and what if I can't find good food to eat. And I want to quit my job. And on and on... etc, ETC, ETCETERA. So on and so forth, with the whys and wherefores, around and around. Yes, I know, it's stupid and shallow. DON'T JUDGE ME. Sigh. Surprisingly I do not feel too badly right now. I don't really feel like I tossed and turned all night. Still I am motivated to do precisely nothing. Regardless I am going to get up right now and go get some exercise. That will definitely give me a mood boost. And then I am going to go get my haircut, and run an errand or two. And then I will come home and do whatever cleaning I can bear to do, and pack. And try to stop worrying.


Black Daffodil Films said...

YUCK...isn't it the WORST when you can't shut your mind off while at the same time knowing (sort of) that you're being ridiculous. I'm sorry...that is no fun!

"Post-Google" by TAR ART RAT said...

simmer down , now, simmer down.