Anxiety Central

Please don’t lecture me about casting all my cares on Jesus.  I know that.  But, sometimes my heart just doesn’t get it.

So, I busted my butt this weekend to end my school term on Saturday.  As of right now I have A’s in both Human Resources and Marketing.  Term actually ends tomorrow night (Tuesday).  I resume on the 2nd of March.  Finance and Managerial Economics are my next two classes.   Interestingly boring- ugh.  I am getting near the finish line.

In the mean time, I have spent an unusual amount of time coughing this weekend.  So much, that my back is killing me today.  I took it easy at work today.  I didn’t want to start a coughing fit.

Additionally, my husband and son were driving me nuts talking about fixing the cars.  I finally told them to go to CarMax on-line and see if there was anything they would be interested in.  Nate found something.  So I went with him to see a nice 2006 Honda Civic.  The manager was willing to hold it for Nate so that his check could clear by Wednesday.  Now, my car, the sonata is making this horrible grating noise as I drive.  I am about ready to cry.  At least if Nate can get his car on Wednesday, I can drive the Nissan until we get the money to get me a car.  My husband was finally convinced to cash in his retirement money to help.

That was a whole ordeal in itself.  I had to explain again what I explained in November, again in December, again in January.  But, it is done.  We are paying a penalty.  But, we are desperate.  Then my husband informs me that the car HE was looking at is no longer available.  (BOO HOO! my super tiny violins are playing.)  I told him that a car will be available that we will like by the time Thursday rolls around when the money clears the bank.

I just hope I can keep the Sonata going until Wednesday.  I have a heart attack every time I hear the metal grind.  Let’s be honest.  God has to keep the car going until then.

I am also excited about seeing the Doctor this Friday.  All lab results should be in and a plan of treatment should be prescribed.  I do so want a plan of treatment.  This weekend was really rough.  Some days I am really scared of how bad I really feel.

Psalm 95:3-4   For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods.   In his hand are the depths of the earth; the heights of the mountains are his also.

 

 

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