I'm not drowning.

I'm not drowning, contrary to what I may be feeling.  Last week I walked out of my office and said to a friend, "it just ticks me off that I can't do everything!"  But I wasn't stressed.  Or so I was thinking as I was coming down with shingles.  I'm going to gloss over the seeming connection there (and appreciate you doing the same), but seriously.  I do not feel stressed.  I'm almost stressed at how unstressed I'm feeling.  I mean...

• I'm asking for help all the time at work (and dying to myself by the moment).  
• I'm looking forward with excitement at coming professional (new boss people) and personal changes.  
• I'm having a ball with clothes recently (summer wardrobe > winter wardrobe).  
• Heck, I'm even budgeting well!  

But I still feel like I'm drowning most days.  Drowning, not stressing.  What exactly is the difference, and what gives?  I feel like when I'm stressing I'm being driven by anxiety.  My fuel is worry (which is SO ungodly), and rest is far from me.  But this drowning feeling?  I'm resting-exercising-HAPPY, but I feel like I am on a constant tight-rope.  A slack on one thing will lead to something falling which will start a lot of other things falling.  Hmm.  Shingles are beginning to make more sense...

The quote that I wrote in the top of my work planner this past week was "peace is the atmosphere of Heaven."  I believe that, and believe that I can and am fully experiencing that in the here and now--even at my busiest.  My default "feeling" may be that I feel like I am drowning, but I know that that is not my reality.  The peace of Heaven is surrounding me even now.  I'm calling down that reality to where I am here and now.  So, ha-ha drowning feeling.

Now, onto lighter topics.  Like clothes.  I didn't have a ton of time most mornings because of some great runs but here I am...

Observations:

• Thank you Gap & Loft for being the main players this week.
• Tuesday's black dress is going to the swap-pile party.  It's one of my favorites,  But it's obnoxiously too big.
• I was pretty proud of pulling in stripes on the cardigan with stripes on my skirt.
• I wore a LOT of pink this week.  Friday's shirt is a blush pink (my favorite shade).  When I saw some other gals at work also wearing pink I got excited and said, "oh we're all in pink!" but I was knocked down as not being pink.  Boo.  
• The shingles on my neck kept me from wearing necklaces.  Whomp.  Thursday & Friday needed one.

Get excited!  Next week is Fashion Week : Summer Edition with Erika!