So I have a moment and my kids are asleep, and I am in the basement gathering my thoughts. As I ran over the things I was worried about, I began to tense up. I went from attempted relaxation to panic. I need to decorate, I have a conference with The Girl’s teacher this week and I’m trying to gather all the questions I have for her. I need to decorate. My housewarming is in two weeks and I’m a little behind in schedule. All of this along with my work responsibilities, and my mind is racing. As anxiety set in, I said my self, “Take a deep breath.” I did, and it was like a wave of calm came over me. I looked at my surroundings, and I realized I should really be grateful and enjoy my life. This the happy time and I’m sabotaging it with worry and rigid plans. Going forward, I’m am going to ease up because life goes fast and I want to spend the rest of mine enjoying it.