I have increasingly been finding myself with this image in my head:

While listening to voice mails at work yesterday, I did a quick, incomplete, sketch of my plates and came up with 18 plates I try to keep spinning … just at work.  I’m definitely not an artist, but I am visual … seeing those plates drawn was eye-opening to me.

When I get tense, I notice myself sort of holding my breath &/or taking shallow breaths.  Well, actually what I notice is the sudden need to take a deep breath.  Whew.  Amazing how much better it feels to breathe deeply!

What am I doing to myself!?  I decided to schedule a physical with my doctor.  I am also scheduled to take my freckles to visit a dermatologist.  Good girl, right?

Well, here’s the deal.  I figure that the more doctors you see, the more tests they order, the more likely they will find something that is wrong with ya.  I know.  I know.  That is not the way I should look at it.

I’ll trot off obediently and hope they don’t recommend a psychiatrist.  Good gravy – I know a psychiatrist would have a hey-day with me.

In the meantime, I will try to:

Take deep breaths.  Think positive.  Control what I can.  Prioritize.  Don’t let my priorities be dictated to me.  Smile.  🙂