So here is a little inside information onto my true personality...I am a constant worrier.
The things I worry about though are really rather ridiculous.
I usually think someone is breaking into my house.
I am pretty sure I will always be late even thought I tend to be early.
I constantly think Dorothy Mantooth might stop breathing in the middle of the night.
I always think that someone is following me in a parking garage.
I assume I order every sectional going the wrong direction.
The last point is a constant stress in my work life. Have I ever ordered a sectional going the wrong direction? No. Does that stop the intense panic and worry the night before an install? No. Will it ever? No. Why? Now I think if I am not worried, that will be the time I should have been worried.
My poor husband.
Does anyone else feel this way?