New house means more worries. Not that I don't already worry enough.
You know, I would love to be one of those people that stuff just rolls right off their back. Those people, I envy. Me, I worry without a reason. I worry about things that could or could never happen.
But, you know what? I have come to realize that most of the things I worry about never happen. It's the things that I don't give attention to that come up and bite me in the rear.
I have devoted a lot of my life to fretting. People say, "don't worry." Like I have a choice. Do they really think that I want to live in this constant frazzled state?
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