Today I woke up with a tension headache. I hadn't been sleeping very well the past couple weeks and my aunt kept asking me if I was worried about anything. I had told her I didn't think so. Well, I think I am. I realized today that I start my job tomorrow morning and am nervous that I will sleep through my alarm! And then, I have no clue where I want to live, whether I should stay in a Singles ward and which one, or go to a family ward and forget the whole being where there are opportunities to date, should I work two jobs or just the one, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera, ad infinitum...
My dad had a memo pad in his office that a client had given him as a joke. At the bottom was a picture of a dog, shaking, doing what we called "the pee-pee dance." On one side of the dog was a fire hydrant and on the other side was a tree. The top said "Decisions, Decisions." I feel a bit like that dog.
And, I miss my bed.
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