Worry

I read somewhere recently that stress is worrying about something that has not yet happened. For some reason that description really struck me. How much energy do I waste on a daily basis worrying about stuff that may or may not happen? It doesn't help any to worry about it upfront even if it ends up happening. Why not just wait and see if there's something to worry about?

Easier said than done, of course. But case in point: I went to the dermatologist this morning to get a mole examined that fit the description of "concerning" on the skin cancer website. I kept telling myself it was most likely fine, but was still worrying about it. I'm fair, I've had some severe sunburns in my day, and some members of my family have had cancerous moles.

But as it turns out, it wasn't even a mole. Not concerning at all, she said. That'll be a $35 co-pay, please.

So I'm thankful. I'm also thinking about how much energy I spent worrying about it. There are several other items on the worry plate right now: the election today, my Granny possibly needing another surgery, Brian's upcoming appointment with a specialist to address some concerns. But I'm trying to talk myself out of worrying about it.

Let's just wait and see if there's anything to worry about, shall we?

(And Happy Birthday to my wonderful husband. We are having Ghirardelli brownie sundaes tonight, at his request. Can't wait.)