Waiting... waiting...

It's 6:45. I'm caught up on the internets. And now I'm waiting. The pool doesn't open until 8. It takes me 15 minutes to get there. It takes another 10 minutes to get dressed and get to the car. Even if I build in padding, it makes no sense to leave here before 7:40.

It's going to be another hot one today. But, I think after swimming, I'm going to brave it and make a run for the Dollar Store and then, since it's next door, Popeye's. Then home for some sewing. The baseball game is at 3 which is a very convenient time for me. Thank you, mlb.

Tomorrow starts back to school around here. In the past, this has meant a lot of traffic pain for me getting home from the pool in the mornings. September is the worst. But, it was traffic that last year drove me to start going as early as possible and so now I am coming home about 6:30 am and so missing the mayhem. I'll be interested to see what it looks like in September.

In the olden days, Labor Day was always the first cool day of fall here in Seattle. But, this year we're holding off, apparently til Thursday. At least decent weather is in sight. My brain is just fried from this Summer. I'll be so glad to see clouds and rain and chill. Plus, I'm ready for long sleeves and winter clothes. I'm tired of looking at the old lady skin on these arms!

I think I'll get up (typing from bed here) change the sheets on this bed before I make it up.

cluck cluck

The pool was crowded! And my favorite couple were there. They are a young couple who are really cute and very friendly. I was about half done when they came in and she knelt at the end of my lane and stopped me 'We have news!'... They are moving to Scotland. Day after tomorrow!! What a fun thing. I'm so delighted for them.

After my swim, I did, indeed, trek over to the Dollar Store/Popeye's corner. I got done dollaring just at 10 when Popeye's open. My thought was to have a couple of pieces there in air conditioning for breakfast and then bring some home. But, quite oddly, the restaurant part was not open. Only the drive through. So I got a bunch and headed home. And had fried chicken with Diet Dr. Pepper for breakfast. It was excellent. And I have some for dinner and there will be a piece or two left for lunch tomorrow. God, I love that stuff.

My back is one big ache. It really hates how fat I am and is not over pleased at how old I am either. It was so bad while I was out that I took a couple of tylenol when I got home and it got better. Better enough for me to do some sewing.

This is the top I designed yesterday and I love how it turned out. The blue is a lightweight denim and the green is a stretch knit. I thought the neck was going to be a turtle neck but I didn't taper it correctly so I gave it a draw string instead which I actually like better!



The sewing room is too hot to do anything else. The living room is nice and cool and the baseball game is about to start.

So Susan, What keeps you up at night worrying?

Are your worries realistic? Is there anything you can do about them?

I have never been a good worrier. And I've always been an excellent sleeper. So, really, nothing keeps me up at night worrying. I am generally asleep within 3 minutes of turning out the lights.

That's not to say I haven't had times that gave me pause. I sure have. But, thinking them through and developing a plan is the way I deal. Hand wringing has never done it for me. And, honestly, old age gives me a great perspective. This, too, shall pass. Nothing to waste a worry on.

I have been really tense at times about certain situations. I worry before my annual checkup. I really worry if I have to go to the dentist. But those worries have a definite end date.

The secret, in my book, is to make sure you have explored worst case scenario and developed a plan for same. Once you come to terms with the worst that can happen, there really isn't anything left to worry about.

I have, however, successfully used this question often in job interviews. It's generally produces great and useful info about the company or the person. What about this company(or your job) keeps you up at night worrying?