I have all my Christmas gifts bought (including delivering all the client pet gifts yesterday) and here now, waiting to be wrapped. The food for the 12-13 people coming Christmas eve is all thought out and the big things - turkey, ham - have been ordered and their pick ups scheduled. My grocery list for all the things I'm going to make and serve is on the fridge The booze and soft drinks etc. are in our storage locker, ready for me to bring it here.
The tree is on the back deck waiting to come in Saturday and be decorated. The other outside decorating is almost done - two reindeer will be set out in the garden and 4 more will be fastened to the porch and the deck.
I have the plan for all the furniture and seating in my head and the buffet table and bar decorations are bought and ready.
So why am I starting to not sleep, eat candy like crazy, and want to dive into a bottle of alcohol, all signs that my general anxiety is ramping up out of control? I know I can pull off a reasonable performance of this event and I'm ready for all sorts of things with back up plans.
Sometimes I marvel at the stupidity of how I'm wired to deal with life. I have thought time and time again of taking anti-anxiety meds but never ask for them when I see my doctor once a year. SIGH.
Dagmar
