I have THEE worlds biggest imagination. I can put myself (in my imaginary world) in the worst possible situations. It's how I got wired. Lucky me. With all the cold weather we've had lately, and especially when things get to -25 or below, I find myself going into a panic mode.
My heightened sense of paranoia has me putting extra blankets on the kids at night, insisting everyone wear long underwear before they leave the house (even if it's just to go to the car) and triple checking that my cell phone is charged before I leave the house. I worry about the car (even though it's new), giving out on me due to the cold, mainly when the kids are with me.
Sickness is just a way of life too when you live in our climate, everyone gets a cold now and then. Kids especially. Despite all my valiant efforts to keep their diets heathly, healthy, healthy, those stink'n bugs weasle their way into the immune systems of my young and break 'em down, resulting in neon green snot and quite possilbly a puke fest.
Oh yeah, and then there is the money required to keep our home warm enough while the temperatures outside drop to -30. Being the financial head of the house, this has my heart pal-pi-ta-ting... oi.
Once I have odd occation to stop for a moment, after cleaning the toilet, folding the thermal underwear, adding free wood to the fire and plugging my cell phone, I get that little whisper which I try to ignore.
Nah, I've got things under control...my control.
I want to be in charge, afterall, I'm good at it.
But I'm not in control.
And I know who is.
Geeeez. Why can't I just remember that the first time? Before all the hot sweats over bank statements and the current rate per kilowatt....
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That's the Jilly we know and love...but you're right and I have to keep reminding myself of that every night when they post the stock market numbers...
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