Thursday, June 3, 2010

High anxiety............


Yes, I am a sufferer....

So when I start to do things like occupy my time (virtually) writing and rewriting and editing and stamping and mailing complaint letters to companies like the one that makes DIAL soap. Letting them know they haven't outsmarted anyone (least of all ME) with the little shrinky dink trick they're attempting to pull with their gold bath bar...

Taking time to (literally) compile evidence...





Or when I find myself jumping out of bed at 3am bouncing off hallway walls, stubbing my fat big toe all to make sure that this is what I'll see on my side of our locked door.


(yes. thank goodness they are home)


When I start to revisit old (BAD) habits....


Candy bars and coffee for breakfast.


It's time to name this stress, this sadness, this anxiety.

My baby, my last baby is done with high school!!! sniffle sniffle sob...

(Okay...enough about him, lets talk about me!!! Do you know how freakin old that makes me??? A tangent for another day)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I need to find time somehow to spit shine my less than tidy nest to prepare for a grad party to be held in 9 (NINE) days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How in the hell do I know if I've bought enough food??????????

Or enough toilet paper?????????

Or if the skies will decide to cry along with me on the day of his party????????????

And if not, will it be so hot that everyone will need to come inside?????????????

Will anyone show up?????????

Did I choose a bad day, too many other parties???????????

Where can I find marbles to booby-trap the medicine cabinet to catch any snoopers??????????

Holy shit....I really HATE party anxiety.

6 comments:

  1. Well, I hope someone comes along quick to talk both of us down off the ledge. The very same anxiety is swirling around me/here, except I only have 2 days!! I promise to be there to help with whatever (including encouragement) is needed. Repeat after me: The party will be great and no one will notice the _________. You might need to take a break from your craft and just write this sentences, 100 times, and turn them in. :0) Have no fear, the hens are here! It's going to be great.

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  2. I can't imagine what you are going through. I've been crying off and on for three days about my first baby starting first grade. Good luck!

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  3. In my experience of organising parties, you'll always need only half as much food and at least double the amount of toilet paper :)

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  4. Hang in there LD...I too will be there for you.

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  5. Poor Jessi...before you know it you too will be planning a graduation party.

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  6. I already stocked up on the TP Nicola.. ;-)

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