Uncertainty Feeds the Beast

Whenever I’m faced with a lot of uncertainty in life, my anxiety becomes almost too much to bare.  In fact, I don’t bare it; I just get busy.  Ever since I decided to put my place up for sale, I’ve made myself busy. I’ve busied myself at work and at home.  When I have down…

Splurges and Urges

Another day older and deeper in debt… day, year — whatever you want to call it.  I’m officially 42 years young as of 8:49 a.m. this morning.  All I want for my birthday is to receive an offer on my trailer for full asking price.  Too much to ask?  Na; think big or go home I…

Steam Rolled

SOMEONE STOP THE MOTHER FLUCK’n ………I’m being gang brained on this crazy train. The train’s picking up speed, and it’s gonna steam roll right over top of me.  I need a pause button; everything is moving a little too fast for this G.A.D. girl.  The true test to see if I can handle life without my anxiety meds…

Chills, Sheriffs, and Wooly Socks

It’s cold…. Damn cold.  It was -2 celcius when I hit the streets for my morning run today.  Brrrrr.  It’s time to pull out the winter comforter, wooly socks, and knitted scarves.  Pumpkin spice lattes, here I come.  I crave warmth and comfort, and I will take it where I can find it.  Last night,…

There’s a Tear in My

“It’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to…   Friday marks the 42nd year I’ve been lucky enough to walk the earth.  Surprisingly, I’m not upset about getting another year older.  Actually I haven’t thought much about my age recently, which is unusual for me.  I’ve been too busy trying to stabilize my moods…

Waves of Calm

My body and my mind have found a wave of calm to ride this morning.  A large gentle wave came out of nowhere and swept me off my feet.  It has me craddled in it’s warmth — I feel safe and relaxed.  I’m riding the day at a slower pace than my usual turbo speed, and it…

Gum Chewing, Overthinking…

I’m a gum chewing, gum chewing, overthinking, crazy chick, a gum chewing, gum chewing, overthinking Sexy lady… -An Original composition of Smartygirl41 My nerves and anxiety are making it difficult for me to put together a decent blog post today.  Hence, the cheap jingle intro: I’m sorry for putting you through that.  I’m just a…

Re-Blogging A Great Post

Here we are. With the pen of expectations. Creating a list of goals to achieve and marking off our to-do lists with a sense of accomplishment. We hang our degrees on the wall and read aloud our written success stories to feel that pat on the back, and quickly move on to write the next… via…

That Bitch “Conscience”

Little raindrops streak across my office windows.  I look up from my computer to watch the trees outside sway lazily from side to side.  The day’s earlier promise of sunshine has been wash away by a thick layer of ominous clouds.   I place my hands around my steaming cup of tea, as I lean back in my chair…