Unnnngggghhhhhhh. Why do I do this to myself? I always put myself in daft situations that require humongous decision making and then stress the fooblies out of it.
- Age: 28
- Mental age: Between 5 and somewhere crazy
- Stress levels: Broke the stress-o-meter
- Anxiety: Maxed
- Decisions made: 0
- Decision yet to be made: 10000000000000
- Current mood: *headdesk*
Alright, maybe it’s not quite as bad as that. It all comes down to one major decision that then all the other decisions that I’m struggling with fall under. So – do the one thing and then everything will jigsaw into place. One thing. I can decide one thing, right?
I’ll just go have some ice-cream instead. That’s the grown up thing to do, right? Or maybe the little venting session I just had was the solution I was looking for. We’ll see.
Oh by the way, WordPress fixed the technical issues I’ve been having on my site for the past couple of months, so posting is once again an enjoyable activity rather than additional stress factor. Yaaaay!
G.
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