I love to fret. God knows why, because it makes me miserable, but I spend a great deal of time doing it, so I must love it.
Anyway, I’ve got a large all-consuming fret going on right now in anticipation of my weekend, full of new things.
How do you recognize when I’m fretting?
- I’m distracted.
- I’m burping regularly.
- I’m getting some kind of rash on my face (so, egad, ignore my last post, folks. Stare at my boobs! Don’t stare at the rash!).
- I’m wandering aimlessly around the neighborhood.
- I’m babbling.