I have plenty in my life to stress me out: work, family, my own problems and struggles. So why should I add outside stress to that pile. I sat down last night and made up a whole list of things that I just refuse to worry about. I’m listing a few here, and I want to know what you think just isn’t worth bothering about anymore.
The status of Brad and Angelina’s relationship: I feel good watching their movies, but mostly because it means I don’t have to worry about anything else at the moment. I’m also a bit tired of trying to combine celebrity names appropriately. I mean, ‘Brangelina’?
The Department of Homeland Security’s threat level: There’s a blue status. What the heck does a blue threat level mean? I’m pretty clear that red is bad, but beyond that, I haven’t got a clue. I might even be relieved if the DHS told me that the threat level was polka-dotted. At least then, I’d know that they’re confused too!
The scratch on the car door: It’s expensive to fix that sort of thing, and it’s purely cosmetic. The car still goes, doesn’t it? If the money appears, we’ll talk… or if I am provided with an excellent reason to get moving on it.
Now, if something on this list actually becomes something I can change or affect, maybe I’ll start worrying about it again. But, so far, all of this is so far beyond my world, I fully intend to ignore it.






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