What a weird day.
For the record, the best part of yesterday was not where:
– I almost accidentally overdosed myself on caffeine
– I smacked my tailbone working out
– I missed a phone call from a dear friend.
It was such a weird day, this was the best part:
Have you ever dreaded something really badly, so much so that you wrecked, say, an entire weekend stewing over it? And then when you got to The Thing That You Dreaded, it turned out to not be so bad?
It was like that. I started to dread something all weekend; I could tell I was working myself up to a tizzy, like the way you can feel a cold coming on. But I talked it through with myself, realized that I had good reason not to worry, and decided not to.
And I didn’t. My weekend was not ruined. And when I got to the moment I would have normally dreaded, I was calm and confident and (this is the Besst part):
Nothing bad happened.
I know it’s kind of lame, but I will take that kind of lame all day long.
© E. Stocking Evans 2014
Mom, Interrupted 