It started with a call to the hospital to pre-register for some tests I'm having done on Thursday. The lady told me she would call me back with my estimated bill total so that I could pay it over the phone, since the hospital has a policy of getting paid before services are rendered. Now I'm scared that she's going to call me back with a $500 quote for a couple of tests. Still waiting on that call. I feel like I could use a Xanax, but with two children in my house that I have to drive somewhere soon, that's probably a bad idea. Whoever invented Xanax was not very smart about it: if I had the time to take a nap every time I felt anxious, I wouldn't need the darn pill to begin with!
Anyway, as I sat here worrying about the impending phone call, I began to mentally plan out my summer schedule in my head, which compounded the anxiety. Here's what's coming up in the next two months:
- Fourth of July party at my house
- The kid's 3rd birthday and subsequent birthday party
- A trip to my dad's house for the weekend
- A trip to Omaha for the weekend
- A visit from my 16 year-old brother for several days
- A visit from a couple friend of ours for a day or two
- A visit from my mother in-law for a week or so
- A trip with my mother in-law to Chicago when she comes to visit (at least, I think that's still the plan)
- My 9th wedding anniversary
- My 31st birthday
- Several medical tests which may lead to surgery
- Tae Kwon Do lessons for the kid twice a week
It's funny that most of those things would actually go in the "leisure" category of life, but when you put them all together in such a short amount of time, they become more like obligations. Hm.
I'm noticing that many people have neglected their blogs now that it's summer--you all must be busy "relaxing" too. Maybe once autumn hits and the living's not "easy" anymore, we can all get back to our writing. I knew I liked autumn best...