When I have too much time on my hands, or I have a long list of things to do in which I choose to ignore, I go over my irrational anxieties in my head. Although damaging to my daily production I feel as though they might be mildly entertaining for others. Anxieties of the day:

I left my leftover pad thai in a friend’s fridge yesterday - she lives across town. I just remembered I may want to eat it for dinner. Rage.

For some reason I believe I might actually exercise today. But what if I don’t? There is a 99.9% chance I will not. Do I shower now? Or take that .1% chance? Clearly I cannot make this decision now so I’ve put on sweats and hunkered down in my bed. Mind you it’s 2 pm.

I need an oil change. I refuse to drive across town and the only place here within a 10 mile radius is Jiffy Lube. I have a strong distaste for Jiffy Lube. 90% the name offends me, 5% the employees scare me, 3% do I change from sweats?, 2% I cannot.