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Y'know that thing you can do, where you hold your dominant-hand index finger horizontally to your lips and wave it up and down, making a "buh-bibble-buh-bibble-buh-bibble" noise? We need a smiley for that.
I'm going crazy. I feel this way, to a greater or lesser extent, for some time before every large life event, but this is the worst in recent memory. Felt it before my wedding, high school and college graduations, first recital, first performance of my own compositions, before every occasion that had me going on a stage in front of people. Felt it during every major test (SAT, GRE, etc.). Feel it during job interviews, and when I have to take my car in for service.
S.O. and I are buying a house. Settlement is next week. So many little things to take care of, so many not-so-little things, most of which involve spending more money or making phone calls to people I don't know, to arrange or buy to make sure this goes through smoothly and on time.
Tummy hates me. Can't sit still. Can't stop thinking about it, worrying, reviewing mental lists. Writing paper-lists, to-do, shopping, etc....... Calling Mom. Calling Sister. I suspect I'll start dreaming it soon. I've already had a couple 'vision-dreams,' y'know, the sort where you just KNOW how something will be- I can see my new sewing/craft room at the top of the stairs, and my little music-corner on the main floor. I can see S.O.'s computer set up in the basement.
And it's driving me nuts. Help?
I'm going crazy. I feel this way, to a greater or lesser extent, for some time before every large life event, but this is the worst in recent memory. Felt it before my wedding, high school and college graduations, first recital, first performance of my own compositions, before every occasion that had me going on a stage in front of people. Felt it during every major test (SAT, GRE, etc.). Feel it during job interviews, and when I have to take my car in for service.
S.O. and I are buying a house. Settlement is next week. So many little things to take care of, so many not-so-little things, most of which involve spending more money or making phone calls to people I don't know, to arrange or buy to make sure this goes through smoothly and on time.
Tummy hates me. Can't sit still. Can't stop thinking about it, worrying, reviewing mental lists. Writing paper-lists, to-do, shopping, etc....... Calling Mom. Calling Sister. I suspect I'll start dreaming it soon. I've already had a couple 'vision-dreams,' y'know, the sort where you just KNOW how something will be- I can see my new sewing/craft room at the top of the stairs, and my little music-corner on the main floor. I can see S.O.'s computer set up in the basement.
And it's driving me nuts. Help?