Friday, May 25, 2007

Days Like This

Things I'm worried about today:

Getting my house re-financed.

The Memorial Day weekend weather forecast.

Whether or not I'll have fun this weekend....where to go? What to do?

Going to the foot doctor...will it hurt? Will she be grossed out by the 7 hairs I have on each big toe?

Why is there white crusty stuff in the cups of my hot new (D-cup) black push up bra?

Will I ever have sex again? I mean with someone.

Is Grace kicking right now?

My blood sugar. I neeeeeed every single one of those little chocolate donuts I've been eating.

What if Grace ends up being a Republican?


My messy house.

Is David Hasselhoff an alcoholic?

Why is our government so corrupt, and how much more damage can they do in the next year and a half?


My's growing too fast.

Some of you may remember this from the Vagina Monologues, but yes, I'm worried about my vagina!!!

What to wear today? Cleavage or legs? Neither? Both.

Am I gaining too much weight?

Do my dogs have fleas? Has the treatment worked? Is it going to give them both cancer?

The price of gas.

Today is National Missing Children Day. I'm worried about the missing children. Where are they?

So... I guess I can go back to bed and worry, or I could :

Make some appointments with lenders.

Throw in a load of laundry & wipe down the kitchen before I leave.

Go to the stupid foot doctor and get it over with.

Go to work.

Have a massage at 4 today.

As for the rest of my worries... Fuck it. Today I'm going to only worry about the stuff I can do anything about. This cuts the list down significantly. Sometimes being "out of control" isn't such a bad thing.


alex said...

Meg Moran said...

It took me a long time to get that "out of control is OK" concept...I still forget daily. Thanks for the reminder. If, however, Grace turns out to be republican, we could always gang up on her.

"I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time . Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult." --E.B. White