How about some anxiety with your life?

Why does someone with diagnosed anxiety disorder keep putting herself in anxiety-inducing situations?

Because life would be really boring otherwise?

I’m starting to feel bad for my friends and family. Just three weeks ago, I was calling them, crying afraid that I might have cancer. How quickly we forgot about that. This past week my company laid off a lot of people. I called my peeps again, stressing. We expected some restructuring, but this was more than I think anyone had in mind. In fact, we had people who were hired so recently that they didn’t even have their badges yet who were laid off. Thankfully, I’d already been job searching and got a call on Monday, the day before the layoffs were announced. I didn’t get laid off in the first round, but everyone thinks there is more to come.

I’m writing this from Burlington, Vermont. I’m here because I have a third job interview tomorrow at a magazine. It sounds like a great job. This city is gorgeous. I could only hope to be so lucky to get an opportunity to live here. At the same time, I live in New York City. Have you heard of it? It’s an incredible place. I could only hope to be so lucky to get to stay there.

Problem is I can’t live in New York without a job. Other problem is it’s going to cost me a lot of money to move to Vermont. I’ll have to pay to break my lease (at least $1,600), pay my company back for the classes they paid for ($3,000), pay to get me, Gatito and our stuff to Vermont. I’ll also have to buy a car and a new bed because mine is in terrible condition and not worth moving.

It’s a lot to think about and I haven’t even gotten a job offer, so I’ll put a pin in my stress until tomorrow, and instead I’ll stress over this Seahawks-Niners game.

But see how pretty Burlington is? No fall colors yet. Also no snow on the ground. Last winter, I went to Lake Placid (which is across Lake Champlain from Burlington) during a blizzard. There was so much snow! But, hey, I’m from Minnesota.

Published by Candace

I’m a journalist, nutritionist, doting auntie, one-time bobsledder, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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