My kids are safe, asleep in bed. The Ty-man is slurping on sherbert and watching 24. Andy is in the chair next to me. All is well and calm.
But I'm not and I don't really know why.
I'm jumpy and paranoid that I'm forgetting something. Something big.
But the only thing coming up on the calendar is the annual Georgia Academic Decathlon competition. For which I'm ready. My speech judging materials are in order and my slide show is A-OK.
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop knowing there's nobody around taking off any sort of shoes, attempting to stink up the joint with their nasty foot odor.
Don't you hate this feeling? This I-feel-like-I've-had-10-cups-of-coffee-and-my-skin-is-going-to-jump-off-my-body feeling that has no basis in fact. And I can't shake it except to go upstairs, put on an episode of Starsky & Hutch (I'm up to episode 10 from the first season) and gently drift into dreamland as Paul Michael Glaser and David Soul solve another mystery with the help of Antonio Fargas.
I guess I just need to live life like my Andy.
Sleep a lot and be calm.
Except when you inadvertently walk into the garage, a place you've never been, a place that is jumbled and scary, all whilst Mama is unloading the groceries. Then, you can freak out.*
* Yeah. Curiosity may not kill the cat, but it certainly does freak our little Andy out from time to time.
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I don't know what it is, but I have nearly jumped out of my skin everytime the phone rang today.
Hang in there!
Antonio Fargas is the shizz!
Poor Andy.
On a related note, my power just flickered for a split second and there was an extremely loud BOOM! that resonated, and I have yet to find what it is. (I mean, it's not in my house... outside somewhere. Transformer? No idea!)
Me? I HATE that feeling. It's that old "Bend over and spread 'em because it's headed your way" feeling - and it's terrible. I hope you shake yours.
Other Heather - But, you have an excuse! Pregnancy! Me? I'm just a freak.
Sybil Law - Huggy Bear was the total shizz! And that boom? Probably a transformer.
LceeL - Terrible indeed!
This is the kind of thing that happens before you go insane. I cannot stand when this happens.
Hope it passes quickly and uneventfully.
I've got this racing heart thing that's been going on for a few days, and I keep thinking, "Is this a panic attack? WHAT in God's name am I worried about?" No idea. Sorry you've got it.
My first fantasy love was Paul Michael Glaser. Um, no, he wasn't my last.
Hopefully by the time you remember it won't matter anymore.
I know the exact feeling. I tend to get it while I'm on the road. It usually leads to paranoia, resulting in me calling home (to no answer, more times than not) to make sure everything's fine. After a couple hours, I finally start to calm down.
oh man, i used to love starsky & hutch. had a crush on both of them.
hate reading that you are all szzzzt! and don't know why. that is rather maddening. may it pass quickly...
I hate that feeling. I hope it turns out to be nothing.
I always felt like this at the end of my work day while giving report to another nurse....as if I completely forgot something huge and they would call me at home in a few hours.
I also totally hate that feeling...hope it goes away soon!
I sat awake for a long time last night worried that I was going to lose my kid at the music festival we're going to this weekend.
Finn - Before I go insane? Wait, I thought I was already insane. Crap.
Patois - I have to admit that I'm a David Soul groupie. Love him.
NATUI - Hopefully.
Joe - I have that issue except it's the with the coffee pot.
Hello Haha Narf - Weren't they the cutest?!?
Momisodes - It was nothing. Just my usual paranoia.
Molly's Mom - It did! All is well!
A Free Man - Yeah. I'm a worst-case scenario person, too.
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