I'm having a minor anxiety attack. Or it might be heartburn. There is just so much on the horizon, I can't see what's in front of me. Ever have one of those days where your to-do list outnumbers the number of brain cells you were allotted to rub together for sparks during the day? It's like there is someone sitting on my chest. I know if I step back and analyze the situation, I could ease these feelings. I just can't seem to get all my duckies in a row. So, I finished a couple of appraisals...only one more to go (for today at least). Granian's CD release party is just around the bend. But that's a good duck. I'm not sure where RM went to, that's a bad duck. 3 HHF shows and 1 film festival next month, that's a great duck? that's a bad duck disguised as a good duck. Lots of traveling in the next few weeks. I need a bellydance routine for class next week (bad duck!), there is all that eBay crap in the basement (bad bad duck), there is that entire 2nd house filled with garage sale fodder (evil duck!), JR is coming on Friday (let's hope..hurricane season) good duck!..oh dear..I could list a whole lot more ducks..but I'm feeling another anxiety attack. I think a healthy dose of the Sopranos can be the only remedy for now..
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