Welp, H comes back from Alaska tomorrow. I'm starting to get that feeling of anxiety creeping into my veins. Gads! I've been working on trying to focus away from scarey thoughts, but apparently I haven't made much progress.
I got my instructional tapes for belly dancing early in the week and have been trying to focus on that for as long as my energy level will permit. I've managed to work up a good sweat a few times in the process and am glad about that.
For some reason I have this cloud of dread forming around me. I think this is in part due to the uncertainty about whether OW was transferred or not to another department. If not, I see more of the same old crap looming in my future.
I intend to look as nice as possible and to be perky, pleasant and patient. The PPP's.
What I need is a mega dose of confidence, it's so much more attractive than being tense and skittish.
Ok, maybe I can just APPEAR to be confident. Hmmmm. I'll have to think on this.
