I'm finding myself in a bot of a panic at the moment.. well at least a panic for myself.
Mid life crisis?? Mid age awareness?? The END IS NEIGH!!
Stressing about things and that usually means I'm allowing myself to become unfocused... misaligned... out of whack.. stressy.. a tad nervous.. panic-y...
The hot toddy should help and in fact I think it's all kicking in right about now..
Was going to blather on about being a whiny bitch... and feeling old and lonely and feeling like I've jumped off a cliff... the weld/make things endeavor.. I'm just getting my feet wet..
Took a flexoril and having a spiked coffee..
because I can.. but I've been listening way to much to my stomach as of late.. eating out of boredom... knowing that it's my stress reaction.. my stress eating to cope with shit.. stress eating.. I need to figure this one out..
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