Creeping anxiety.

I have been going through a stage of uncommon anxiety. Twice this week I have needed to stop the car before getting to my destination to just close my eyes and take some deep breaths. I’ve completely lost my appetite the past couple of days (however, I also think I’ve lost a couple pounds, so I’m not going to complain about this particular side effect). During the VP debates last night I could hardly keep my breathing under control, so to some degree I might blame my unease on Sarah Palin (did NO ONE notice how condescending she can be?). Last night I did have uneasy dreams about Palin’s smarmy face and Joe Biden’s blinding teeth, which means I didn’t sleep very well. So I’m also just quite tired.

But seriously, I don’t know why I am feeling this way. Everything is so good right now.

I think I just need some yoga and a massage.

We have started moving into the new place. I was eager to see if it was as I remembered. There are some disappointments – well, only two, really. One is that the bathroom is smaller and darker than even I remembered it (and I knew it was the house’s weak spot), and the landlord did it no favors by painting it a sort of dark pea green. What a terrible choice! But this can be fixed by a lick of paint, so I’ll try to do that as soon as possible. It DOES have a lovely old bathtub which I’m anxious to enjoy. I can’t do anything about making it bigger, but I can freshen it up so it is relatively pleasant. The second problem is that the previous tenants were smokers, and despite the new paint and replacement blinds, I can still smell it. David says he can’t, but I think his nose has been burned by working in bars. But I am sure after a few days of open windows and lovely candles, it will fade. Speaking of open windows, most had been painted shut, and David, my wonderful liefje, went over and got them all open for me when I almost panicked we wouldn’t be able to. LOVE! HIM!

Otherwise? It’s perfect. It’s cute; it doesn’t NEED anything; it’s within walking distance to Big Buck Safari and Lakewood Landing; it is a nice size. It even comes with its own cat – a little tiny grey & white tabby that lives outside and apparently belonged to the previous tenants. Sort of. I’m excited to get in and close the chapter on the house we are in.

Seriously though. Tight chest. Little dizzy. What the hell?