in a way, maybe i've got nothing to worry about.
but i worry.
about the girls.
not all of them at once.
or maybe all of them all the time.
but then,
more acutely,
they each have their place in the rotation of real worry.
wake up in the middle of the night sort of worry.
not sure what to do or say worry.
also? that saying about the squeaky wheel getting the grease...
well,
i think that is a very important thing to keep in mind.
for maybe the one(s) who are not currently on the high maintenance track
are the one(s) i should be worrying about.
so ok.
maybe i've got lots to worry about.
but then again;
it's friday.
and they're all here-or there. they're around here somewhere.
and some are laughing downstairs and some are quiet upstairs and one is out at gymnastics and one is sitting on my feet at the end of the couch, playing a game.
and so,
i worry.
but maybe i've got nothing to worry about.
i not know.
happy friday.
xo,
tt
