Now that it's Wednesday ... want to hear about yesterday?
Tuesday morning they were back ... with a vengence, perhaps (quite possibly) they are not demons at all, but my own overactive polyphasic mind compounding every issue and slamming it at my heart. But they feel like dozens of little gremlins jumping and screaming and attacking me.
That's why the palpitations, the shaking hands the crying and the panic in my chest ... and all this while driving to work in the morning rush-hour traffic. It's 7:55, I am ten minutes from work, and I have an 8:00 meeting.
I called my husband, who tried to be soothing, but without malice brought up the overdraft at the bank (due to a bank error) and the $900.00 car repair bill that had to be paid today ... and am I going to call the bank when I get to work ....
he meant well, but ... needless to say, I had to ask him to change the subject because when I am having a stress attack I DON'T NEED MORE THINGS TO STRESS ABOUT!
Work was no better .... and to top off the deadlines, schedule of meetings after meetings ... the NEW corporate suits (and skirts) were in the building to "meet" us and "discuss" the changes persuant to the take-over.
(on a side note, it is interesting to now be owned by a company that actually has WOMEN in power positions, women who are NOT the CEO's daughter)
My temples started pounding, and were sensitive to the touch ... someone suggested I might be "clenching" (go figure) but the Massage Therapy teacher informed me that pain and sensitivity in this area is actually my Gall Bladder (here we go again) and was I "stressed or angry about anything?" ... (hence "you've got your gall up") ...
The day therefore compounded itself, and I even did try to talk to the bank, and got more aggravation ...
Five-o'clock came ... and went ... and at 5:40 I left for home ....
an hour later, upon arrival home (ready to start dinner, laundry and continue to stress about home stuff (nice to change focus at least) ... my husband met me at the door, escorted me through the house and out to the deck, where a bud vase with two Rubra Lillies, a bottle of Pinot Grigio and two wine glasses were waiting.
(you may say "awwwww" now)
He pampered me, informed me that he was grilling a steak and that I was to do nothing except relax all evening.
About 1/2 hour later, while pouring drinks for dinner (and having consumed too much wine on an empty stomach)my daughter started being silly ... she got me laughing ... she kept on being silly ... I was laughing until I cried ... and then we laughed some more. My husband came in from the deck with the steak, smiling at our silliness and pronounced "this family does not relax enough".
Lesson learned ~ we'll have to do this again some night. But now it's morning, and I have wet clothes in the washer that I never dried last night, dry clothes in the dryer that need to be folded and put away, a dishwasher full of clean dishes and a sink full of dirty dishes. The coffee pot is not set up to brew, the phone messages were not answered, and I have no clothes ready for work ... it was nice while it lasted.
Posted by sunybank at May 18, 2005 11:55 AM
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