2 posts tagged “anxiety”
A few weeks back, my transmission ceased working while I was climbing a hill on Highway 26. I got to the top of the Sylvan exit, and the car would move no more.
A lot of hand-wringing followed, and I ended up having the car towed out to a transmission shop in the suburb where I'm working these days. A grand later, and a replaced clutch, I drove it back home. And then the electrical entirely cut out. So I took it to a well-regarded shop in town. Another grand later, they say it should be able to limp along for another 30 to 50 thousand miles. Given that I drive about 6 thousand miles a year, that's a quite a long time.
I drove the car home, and the next time I got in, my check engine light was on. So I bring it back in. It can't be a big deal, right? Actually, it appears it might be.
I've been a little anxious lately -- I think I'm not getting enough exercise, not seeing enough friends, probably not getting enough sunlight -- just in general. I've been having a hard time shaking it. And this just doesn't help!
Is worrying about the holidays a female preoccupation?
I read karen's entry where she mentions 44 days til Christmas. 44 days.
I read it, and I immediately panicked. 44 days. 44 days!
And then I looked at her comments, and it appears that only female persons worry about Christmas. Do I have this right?
Because I am female, and damn, I'd like to be excused from Christmas. I have my period, I've got to sit this out.
Really, I only have a few folks to worry about. I don't make a big production out of the holidays, or at least, I try not to.
I need to get some things for my darling, which is a total joy to be honest -- I'm constantly seeing things that I know he'd love. And even if he doesn't love them, he is so very sweet -- he sees it as an expression of love towards him.
A couple of friends will get gifts, and that's not a big deal. Then there's my mom.
I never know what to get her. She never likes anything I get her. And I desperately want to please her.
For the last couple years, I've told myself I am not going to wrack up a huge credit card debt trying to buy my way into her heart. And every year, I do the same thing.
Can I break that pattern?
