It's been a rather trying week. I had the last two days off from work and I managed to get things done that I had been wanting to do: rearranging some dressers, cleaning out my closet, setting up my desk. I cooked dinner one night; we went out the second night.
I find myself a bit anxious as today goes on. I'm not sure what has the anxiety increased; I only know that I really don't like it. I think it may have to do with Chris going on a work trip this next week but I'm not totally sure. Deep breathing exercises have helped some but there's still anxiety there. I'll get through it as I always do but it's disconcerting to feel this way without knowing the reason why.
