When I am about to go on a trip, I go into full-fledged anxiety mode. Under my fat hair, my brain is in overdrive thinking of everything that can go wrong that will lead to A LOOMING DISASTER. When somebody asks me if I’m excited about my upcoming travels, I’ll say oh yes can’t wait, but my smile says root canal. By the time I get into the car to go to the airport, I am fine because my brain has finally worn itself out.
The night before we left for Mexico I had a dream. A shopkeeper I know who was so horrible with customers that her employees rarely let her out of the back room, was putting “locator pins” in my neck so in case I got lost I could be tracked. There were 19 of them………three large the rest small. She put them in by first boring a hole with an electric drill and then inserting each pin into the hole. The big ones? They kinda hurt.
I related my dream to The Big Daddy in the morning and he said, “Sheesh. Do you ever do anything thinking you’ll have a good time?” Eventually Obi-Wan-Kenobi, eventually. We chuckled over my freak night and I got some coffee and the paper.
This was my horoscope…………
You might want to rethink a decision, even if you thought it was a good one. Someone around you could be explosive and quite different than he or she usually is. Tonight: Head home.
Aye carumba.
Yay! You're back! Hope it was great fun! This piece reminds me of something I heard during my last pregnancy. I mentioned to my ob/gyn that this pregnancy–11 years after the first–was not as fun as the others and I felt anxious about everything! He said, "You're too smart to have fun with it now. People who are too intelligent and informed can't relax enough to have fun with anything–they know too well what can go wrong!" That's how I like to look at my quirky anxiety bouts–I'm smarter than the average schmo who is too stupid to realize he/she COULD have any one of a million freak things happen to ruin this good time they think they're going to have… So there… 🙂
Where did you get that photo?? Great post……