my propensity for getting v anxious about silly things is, well, getting silly recently
i have fucked up a couple of things i’m getting delivered here. two of them don’t matter really and i can wait for them, but the third thing i need to have before i go away on saturday. according to dpd’s tracker someone in the building signed for it at 11am, but it’s not appeared yet
and i’m getting well jittery about it and keep thinking it’s not here and it’s somewhere else
i’m also well anx about dismantling our bikes and putting them in boxes for the holiday, and also driving in spain. i have basically been a ball of nerves for days and haven’t really been able to relax about anything. think i need to go and see someone about it tbh.
bizarrely i never worry about things which actually matter. why is my brain.