Auntie B's Wax

Last night I sat in the dark, only the Christmas tree lights casting a reddish glow throughout the room, and I was overcome by a feeling of anxiety.  What should have been a peaceful time turned stressful for me because as the clock ticked away, hands moving too quickly toward the midnight hour, I anticipated what was ahead of me after my slumber ~ the day job.

I had a nice, long weekend, which was unfortunately ruined by a nasty cold.  When I could have been engaged and actively enjoying the last weekend of 2011 I was distracted by snot insomnia, a hacking cough and way too much fatigue.  It just wasn’t fair, and now I’d have to go back to the busyness of working nine hours a day, unable to accomplish the things I would have done had I not been sick.

A list ran through my head of things I wanted and had to do.  That’s when the anxiety kicked in.  Too much to do!  I must do this, I have to do that, I don’t want to do that other thing but if I don’t the world will come to a complete halt!  Then an amazing thing happened.  I thought to myself, so what if you don’t get to it all within the next 24, 48, or even 72 hours?  Cat Stevens began singing in my head, telling me I could do what I want, the opportunity’s on.

I didn’t feel any happier about returning to work after what seemed to be a complete non-weekend, but the pressure to GET IT ALL DONE RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE had dissipated.  I can do what I want, and so can you. I decided to live low this week, because Cat Stevens said I can.