Summer Cold

Really, I've never seen my body react so violently to the possibility of fun and relaxation. It seems every time some sort of exciting event starts to come my way, things start unraveling. Last year, Kidlet was the bearer of my anxiety with an ear infection launched just a couple days before jumping on a plane to Disneyland. This year, I'm living with post-concussive syndrome and I just caught a cold. I really have to get this anxiety thing under control. As soon as I'm back from vacation. Heh.

And in a strange twist of fate, work seems to be busier than it's been in many months. Where are my days of quietude? It's hard to push through the sludge of this week with my soft-focus brain but I'm giving myself pep talks daily and feel I'm holding my own.

Back to vacation list making...ahhh, list making...how I love ye.