Not Enough Time

That 4 hours I had off on Friday wasn't enough to relax me. It went by much too fast and I spent so much of my weekend worrying about things that I have little to no control over.

I don't know why I did this except that I'm a natural born worrier.

I worried about my car, which hasn't had any problems, but since everyone's car has had issues lately I figured mine will too, because it will suffer envy from the attention that the other cars have received.

I'm worried about this whole "teeth" situation of mine. I went to the dentist last Thursday and he said my gums have improved a great deal in the last 3 months. Of course, after he scraped away at my teeth I've had nothing but problems since. And he mentioned the gum specialist again, which sent me into a frenzy of worry, because my issues don't seem to be going away. And though I love my dentist, he's not really talkative about what's going on in my mouth. (Was that enough TMI for you?)

I worried about whether I'd get anywhere for a short vacation, even though I know I'm at least going to Hershey in 2 months to see Gary Puckett.

Of course I worried about money because I never have any.

And then the big one, I worried about my damn weight. I hate the incredible bouncing scale that goes up then down and then up.

Anyone have any prozac or something that they can give me to stop my incessant worrying?