I was anxious yesterday. Honestly, I may be anxious every day but I was especially anxious yesterday. It was a stressful work day. I was waiting anxiously for everyone to yell at me for anything and everything. Someone noticed the anxiousness oozing out of my body. It was probably sweat but it looked like anxiety.
This person said, “You look more nervous than a pregnant nun.”
I stopped. Well, my body kept moving but my brain stopped for a minute – if only to think about how nervous a pregnant nun would be.
Holy crap! I felt that nervous. Now someone has noticed. Does that mean the anxiety is out of control? Do I need to do something about it?
No, it will be fine. Sometimes breathing helps. Not worrying about every little thing helps. And then more breathing. If there is any humor in the situation, I hope to find it and laugh hysterically later in the bathroom. Or maybe I should wait until I get home so people at work don’t hear me laughing hysterically in the bathroom. I would rather not get called to the office for being a distraction.
Then I realized that it could be worse. I could be the pregnant nun. Thank goodness I didn’t take my uncles advice and become a nun. He said it was a good job with three square meals a day and a shot of whiskey at night. Can anyone confirm that nuns drink whiskey every night or is it only in the winter?