Thursday, August 18, 2011

Worry Wart

Anxiety.  I get it from my mom.  If you met me, you'd think I was a very relaxed, easy going gal, but those that know me closely know that I can overanalyze and worry like its my job.  Sometimes I even start this nervous arm twitch, which thank God I don't get very often because my mother [Queen Worrier] worries that I have Parkinson's when it comes.

These last few days I've been feeling a bit nauseous.  I thought it was the new climate, until the other night when I dreamt that I accidently drove boyfriend's parents car off a bridge and we had to jump out of it mid-air, Fast & the Furious style.  Alrighty then, I'm guessing its anxiety.

A lot of things in my near future are unknown right now, and although part of me loves the adrenaline rush behind the new changes, another part of me is freaking out and wanting some security and structure.

Where will we be living?  
When will I find a job?  Where will I be working?
What if I hate it here in 6 months?  
What if I have to sell coconuts on the street?

I always say everything happens for a reason, but its hard to take your own advice.  Snap out of it, Tia, and get back to job hunting.



  1. hahaha I would pay lots of money to see you sell coconuts on the street.

  2. I know exactly how you're feeling. But everything WILL work out. I remember some very lonely days when it was snowing, I was home alone and thinking -- WAAAAH I'm scared.

    But you will be fine. And you'll look back on these first few days and smile :) I'm always a phone call away if you need to chat/vent/worry.


  3. hope you're feeling better (: Love you!