I am having an anxiety attack.

I’m having anxiety about something and I can’t figure out what it is. It’s like forgetting something important on a long vacation, but not being able to pin down what until you open your suitcase. This is a “left my makeup on the counter” moment and I’m ready to pull my hair out.

This could be any number of things. It could pertain to the ward Christmas party that I am simmering about, worrying that we don’t have enough time to pull this production together.

It could pertain to that huge dinner I had last night and the fact that I’m avoiding the scale like the scale today, for fear of all the water weight I’m probably hefting around today (it IS water, right?).

Or it could pertain to the fact that I have a parent/teacher conference for Harrison this afternoon, and quite frankly, I’m considering wearing dark glasses and a wig.

I think I just realized what it is. I haven’t shown my face anywhere near his school in a month. To be honest, I was hoping I wouldn’t have to ever go there again. I’ve actually had my girlfriend check him in and out for me just so I could hide in the car. In fact, I even tried to cancel the conference, thanks to a visit to Granny yesterday. I thought I was in the clear until I realized that his appointment was scheduled for TODAY.

Plus his teacher is really insistent that we do this thing. Something about celebrating his progress. I think I’m actually more nervous for his parent/teacher conference than I ever was for my own (of which I was usually quite terrified. I wasn’t the quietest child.).

When do we get to move again? Because come on, the best way to handle a problem comes down to one simple word: run.


  1. Good luck! I hope it ends up being a positive experience.

  2. I’m ready to move, too. Want to be neighbors, somewhere far, far away?

  3. I think you need to go in there and hold your head up high. Don’t let them see you sweat.

  4. Oh no! You can do it! Breathe deeply, be kind but not syrupy, and go for it!

  5. Don’t worry. It will go way better than you think. But just in case, you didn’t forget your makeup bag on the counter, right? Right?

  6. I am a procrastinator in the worst way. I feel your pain, er, your anxiety. Just think – after today, that first awkard meeting is OVER! Woo-Hoo for over!

  7. I had a major “collision” in my calling lately, so my husband suggested we move. I totally get you. 🙂

  8. We can hide together. I am going to homeschool one of our kids. Did I mention my husband’s a teacher? At the school our kids go to?? Yeah. I’m a little worried about what kind of message that sends the administration/big boss.

    Good luck!

  9. I’m betting that people have forgotten by now. But I’d be nervous too. But you were totally justified, so there is no reason to fear! Hold your head high lady! 🙂

  10. I’m with Lara… go in there and Hold your head up high! You have nothing to fear… what can she do? Besides, I am sure she wants to not have that conversation again too. The conference will be all about Harrison’s achievements and good stuff like that… and that is why you need to go. It does sound like you do have a lot on that plate of yours, so try to take it easy and just Breathe! 🙂