Anxiety. My ugly little "A" word.
I am a person that likes structure and order and predictable. When there are unknowns, it throws me for a loop. I don't sleep well with anxiety and my mind often wonders, usually to the problem I am anxious about.
I had a mild panic attack last night. I am the costume designer for The Music Man musical my daughter is in. I pretty much have two and half weeks to get costumes done and I haven't even started (cue heart palpitations). In my defense I do not have access to the storage where all the costumes are and I wont be able to go until Wednesday. I am hoping and praying that there are the majority of costumes in there and I only have to make a few pieces. I am also still waiting on a final cast list. Agh! Huge source of frustration and struggle right now. Too many unknowns. Come mid-June I will be good again. Last year I outfitted 60 + people in three different costumes for Hairspray in about 3 weeks. Apparently I work best under pressure. I still don't like having to wait on other people to do my job.
I am also struggling with wanting to get up and around these last two days of school. I am ready to just sleep in.
Those are my struggles. I feel like a 'debbie downer' now. So I leave you with something a little more uplifting. My daughter in her dance recital number. She was in a tap routine to a song called Trickle Trickle.