Day Twenty-Eight

Something that stresses you out.

Too many things, really. I am a worrier, which, of course, worries me. I'm not a fan of wrinkles, stress, or a shorter life so really, I hate to stress. But here are a few of my favorite stressful things:

career choice
work/life balance
financial insecurity
the ebb and flow of a performer's career
monotony
not serving a purpose
marriage and all the wonders and realities that come with it
blending my independence with our codependence
time warner cable

I'm sure some of these will continue to show themselves throughout my life but I think I'm starting to understand that stressing out about life really does not make it any easier, better, or more fun. (Someone remind me of this every few days, please.)