"Are things getting cluttered?''
"Are you feeling okay?"
These were the questions I was greeted with when I walked into work today.
Tired is how I feel. I also need to invest in some concealer to cover up the bags I've been sporting around.
My anxiety has once again hit hard and at an inconvenient time. This little anxiety disorder I have is one of the reasons why I don't wear a watch.
All I can think about is trying to find a day that I can take off to go to the dentist (after cancelling 2x) and the doctor to get my Rx's straightened out, without missing meetings at work and testing days for the kids.
I know my patterns.
Overwhelmed = Clutter = Shutdown = Anxiety = Fail
I must look like hell.
