Rebecca's paranoia is taking over her whole life!
Sitting on my bed in my room. Maroon 5 is on the radio, singing, "All the dreams bring back memories, and the memories bring back memories bring back you." The past always seems so rose-tinted and perfect when you look back at it. And the future always seems so scary. At least to me.
I seem to be switching between two phases right now. One where I'm completely stressed and freaked out and worried and convinced that every possible thing will go wrong. One where I'm calmer and tell myself that nothing too awful will happen. But you can tell which phase I spend more time in. I mean, what do Sara or I even know about houses? We haven't even lived in a house since we moved out of Mom's house in 2008. What were we thinking? I wonder that a lot.
My managers at work are having contractors do some sort of work in their kitchen this week. I didn't get the details, but it sounded pretty stressful. It was kinda nice to get a reminder that other people have problems too, and that I'm not the only one. Schadenfreude!
Twenty-seven days until a new decade.
I seem to be switching between two phases right now. One where I'm completely stressed and freaked out and worried and convinced that every possible thing will go wrong. One where I'm calmer and tell myself that nothing too awful will happen. But you can tell which phase I spend more time in. I mean, what do Sara or I even know about houses? We haven't even lived in a house since we moved out of Mom's house in 2008. What were we thinking? I wonder that a lot.
My managers at work are having contractors do some sort of work in their kitchen this week. I didn't get the details, but it sounded pretty stressful. It was kinda nice to get a reminder that other people have problems too, and that I'm not the only one. Schadenfreude!
Twenty-seven days until a new decade.