worry wart
I spent Sunday in Vermont, snowboarding for the first time this season. Actually, it’s the first time I’ve been back on my snowboard since 2005, so it’s probably normal that I was really really super nervous. I was worried about falling and spraining my wrists, or severely bruising my tailbone, or flipping over and cracking my head open, or forgetting how to stop or turn and running into a tree. Or, you know, just looking like a total fool.
Yesterday, I woke up with a sore throat and stiff neck and immediately freaked out. I must have strep, I thought. Granted, I was exhausted, and therefore was not thinking clearly. But I called out sick from work and went back to bed, worrying about what the doctor would say when her office opened. Then – when I woke up again and felt fine – I started worrying about all the work I was not getting done.
I’m not sure where this worrying is coming from – it’s so not normal for me! And I don’t think I like it.
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