Nerves

First, an slightly amusing story:

My mother asked me what I wanted for my birthday.  I thought about it and said, "World peace, my own publishing house, and a yarn store."  She laughed and asked me to pick just one.  I immediately replied that I wanted the yarn store.  "If I have to choose between world peace or yarn," I told her, mock seriously, "I'm absolutely choosing yarn."

Not exactly sure what that says about me ;)

I'm fairly certain that I'm not getting any of those for my birthday.  Unless she somehow wins the lottery in the next month, that is.  If she does, then yes, I probably would get my yarn store.

But here's the real thing:

I've got a case of the nerves that just won't settle.  I'm not entirely sure why.  It could be work, because I'm always afraid of making a mistake.  It could be the guest post that's going up on Joyfully Jay sometime next week, because she's got such large reader base.  It could be this blanket that I've decided to make that won't leave my head entirely for any length of time.  It could be that I'm giving Toby his mitts this weekend.  It could be all of those things.  It could be none of those things.  But I've got the squidgies in my tummy and they just won't leave.

Maybe I'm just hungry. 

Seriously, though.  I don't like feeling like this and I don't know how to change it.  Especially because, on the whole, my life is pretty damn good.  I have an amazing family and wonderful friends.  I have the yarn and the words.  I have a job that doesn't suck too hard and a roof over my head.  But I've got this feeling that something is about to happen.  I don't know if its going to be good or bad.  And it could just be all those things I mentioned, or it could be something else, and the not knowing is what's giving me the nerves.

Until something happens though, I'll just keep on keepin' on and do my damnedest to be content with my life as is.