if one more thing needs to be fixed i swear...

i'm going to cry...or curse...or eat another cookie.

ok, it's not as bad as it sounds but i'm so, so very tired of things breaking, or leaking, or vomiting, or pulling a muscle. i'm just tired. tired of bloodletting, tired of headaches, tired of allergies, tired of me.

sigh.

it's friday. i have a five day weekend of me. in two days i am going to our nation's great capitol. ol, right? i know the trick for principle and principal. or dessert and desert. is there a trick for capital and capitol? anyway, i digress. i'm sort of in a funk.

e has hurt his back and has a two day trip to iowa and then a three day trip to dc. and i'm not sure when he will have time to rest up and heal. errr..i want to tell him to stay home sick from the band but we all know that will never happen. i worry. i worry too much.

and then i'm stressed about this trip. when did i become such a ridiculous worrier? i've always worried but worrying about a trip - a mostly free, super cool trip. that's just stupid.

and then there's the dog. the metro. will our flights arrive on time? will the band make it home on time? will this be the trip that the non-accident luck runs out? will i figure out this stupid mac? why is my head hurting again?

"Worry is a cycle of inefficient thoughts whirling around a center of fear." - Corrie Ten Boom

and then i wonder. what is it that i fear?

i'm going to try and sleep away my inefficient thoughts now...