I have my golf tournament tomorrow, and I hope it goes well.
It makes me nervous, worrying about what could go wrong, what might go wrong, that we might not make any more money, that it may rain, that I am going to forget something important.
Then I think, in 26 hours, it will be all done. For better or worse. I've worked really hard, and if something goes wrong, I will deal with it. It isn't my life - it is a job - a paycheck.
I had my first mammogram a couple weeks ago. They called back last week and I have to go in for a more detailed mammogram and an ultrasound. Apparently, this is pretty normal, but it still freaks me out. I immediately go to the worst case scenario. I am very sure I will be ok, and there is nothing to worry about.
I am going to watch some tv, and go to sleep. And tomorrow I will be golf tournament planner extraordinaire.
2 comments:
Chin up, sober one.
And your blog looks very pretty :)
Thanks! I like it very much. Of course, I will likely change it a million times.....
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