Thursday morning, 6:30 a.m.:
"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"
I grab my cell phone, quickly turn it to snooze, and roll over onto my stomach in anguish. I'm thinking to myself, "25-page paper, only 6 pages completed, Utah History test, need to take by tomorrow, interview for education program, get gas, go to work, don't have enough time to go to St. George this weekend."
Toby starts to rub my back as my brow scrunches under my negativity.
Toby asks, "Are you ok?"
I think to myself, "I feel like I'm looking ok, am I not ok?"
I shake my head, and say "Yes, I'm ok."
Toby replies, "Are you sure? You're not very cuddly this morning." (I'm usually extremely cuddly).
"Yes, I'm ok," and I reach over to give him a hug.
Toby gets in the shower, I stay in bed and pull the covers over my face.
"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"
I grab my cell phone, quickly turn it to snooze, and roll over onto my stomach in anguish. I'm thinking to myself, "25-page paper, only 6 pages completed, Utah History test, need to take by tomorrow, interview for education program, get gas, go to work, don't have enough time to go to St. George this weekend."
Toby starts to rub my back as my brow scrunches under my negativity.
Toby asks, "Are you ok?"
I think to myself, "I feel like I'm looking ok, am I not ok?"
I shake my head, and say "Yes, I'm ok."
Toby replies, "Are you sure? You're not very cuddly this morning." (I'm usually extremely cuddly).
"Yes, I'm ok," and I reach over to give him a hug.
Toby gets in the shower, I stay in bed and pull the covers over my face.
I'm thinking, "I'm in a meadow and I'm surrounded by daisies and I don't have to go to school today."
Toby gets out of the shower and catches me still in bed. "Uh oh," I think to myself, "Caught."
Toby gets out of the shower and catches me still in bed. "Uh oh," I think to myself, "Caught."
No more daisies.
Toby laughs, I get out of bed and drag myself into the bathroom. I'm still in a pallor of negativity.
I get ready for school, make the bed with Toby, and he continues to ask, "Are you ok?" I finally look at him and say, "I'm stressssssed," and sink my head in his chest. He squeezes me tightly and tells me everything is going to be ok.
I'm embarrassed. I always tell people "I'm low stressed," or "my heart rate's really low," or "I don't usually worry very much."
Well not today.
Toby goes downstairs and I do some positive thinking. "Toby's had a much harder week than me and a long way to go -- three tests, super hard, little sleep, big bummer. He's a champ. Poor Toby."
I kneel down, say a prayer, and try to snap out of it. I start to feel the stress lifting from me and think, "Phew, good thing that always works."
Toby and I start driving to campus and he asks, "How ya doin'?"
I reply, "I'm doing better, I said a prayer, sorry I was such a downer."
To which Toby responds, "Ya, you were kinda a wet kitty this morning."
I laugh. "Wet kitty?" I think to myself. What in the world???
Then an image pops into my head......
Toby laughs, I get out of bed and drag myself into the bathroom. I'm still in a pallor of negativity.
I get ready for school, make the bed with Toby, and he continues to ask, "Are you ok?" I finally look at him and say, "I'm stressssssed," and sink my head in his chest. He squeezes me tightly and tells me everything is going to be ok.
I'm embarrassed. I always tell people "I'm low stressed," or "my heart rate's really low," or "I don't usually worry very much."
Well not today.
Toby goes downstairs and I do some positive thinking. "Toby's had a much harder week than me and a long way to go -- three tests, super hard, little sleep, big bummer. He's a champ. Poor Toby."
I kneel down, say a prayer, and try to snap out of it. I start to feel the stress lifting from me and think, "Phew, good thing that always works."
Toby and I start driving to campus and he asks, "How ya doin'?"
I reply, "I'm doing better, I said a prayer, sorry I was such a downer."
To which Toby responds, "Ya, you were kinda a wet kitty this morning."
I laugh. "Wet kitty?" I think to myself. What in the world???
Then an image pops into my head......
Wet. Mad. Stressed. Frustrated. Totally wants to be in a field of daisies.I think, "Besides the wet, I had been a 'wet kitty.'
Oh my heavens, Toby, you're so funny."
I snicker.
I turn to Tobe and say, "You're right, I totally was a wet kitty."
Let's hope that never happens again. :)
HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
4 comments:
Annie, what a remarkably disciplined, discriptive, and for those that know you, perfectly accurate and honest glimpse into a unique, Annie encounter. Thank you!
There is nobody like you dear one!
Hey, I was classmates with Matt. I just found your blog through the Webbs. You'll have to tell him hi for me. Glad to see he is married and lovin life. I hope you don't mind me checkin back to see how your doing.
Our blog is private but i will add you. Email me at kelbundy@msn.com
uHa! I am laughing so hard right now- not at your stress of course- but at that photo and how PERFECTLY it captured what you described and how we all feel sometimes! I do love you! Hope things are less stressful now!
Oh, Annie - my life will never be the same now that you've introduced me to "wet Kitten". thanks for the blog as it made me smile - I really needed it. What a dear friend you are.
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