Won't worry...

I am a constant worrier.

Ask anyone who knows me quite well. I worry about everything in my life and about everyone who is special to me. I really noticed it while working at camp this summer. I mean, when your fellow counselors start to call you "Mommy" you know it might be turning into something big.

I'm wondering if all my worrying is starting to be a hindrance to my life. I think it is important to worry about somethings, but I wonder if maybe my problem has gone slightly overboard. I'm just not sure how to tell. Hmm.....

And now, something completely different:

I crashed from my coffee high yesterday around 1:45 in the afternoon. Right when sociology was starting to happen. It was not a pretty crash. In fact, it was quite a cranky one. I came back to the room and laid down, set my alarm for 6 pm and went right to sleep. I woke up at 10:10 to my roommate being on the phone and the computer. She didn't realize that I was in bed so when I started moving around, I scared her. It was quite funny when I look back at it actually.

And now, I am going to clean my room. We've all been so stinkin' busy that we've kind of "let it go". And so, in an effort not to do some homework, I'll be doing some cleaning instead.

love hugs kisses