10.11.2007

Breathing easier

by mwkelley

This return to Bellingham has been a serious nail-biter for me. I’m not sure people have entirely picked up on that, since I tend to stay cucumber calm under pressure. But there were a myriad of even tiny things that could have shattered my plans. Car trouble, loan trouble, illness… you name it.

Even after arriving in B’ham, I’ve been dead sure, just utterly convinced, that something horrible was going to happen. My stress level was spiraling out of control. The whole thing sort of climbed to a crescendo on Tuesday. Tuesday was a really dark day for me. My stress level had ramped up to Total Freakout mode and I thought, yep, this was it. Something horrible was going to happen today, maybe right here, maybe right this minute, and it was all going to fall to pieces around my head…

But nothing bad happened. I did my mountain of homework. I drove out to Lynden to watch the wind rip rainclouds across Mt Baker. I went downtown and kicked around the bookstores, then went out to Anthony’s-on-the-Bay with Classic Mike. Drank a microbrew. Ate a salad. Talked about sailing.

So yesterday, it’s like this finally, geniunely hit me: HOLY CRAP I’M IN BELLINGHAM. My favorite place on the planet. And nothing terrible’s happened. I actually made a plan that worked out okay. I’m fine, just fine.

So I guess I’m back down to threat level yellow. Breathing easier now.

Think happy thoughts.

~MK

Filed Under Life/Cereal, Stabbing Westward 

Comments

  1. Uncle Jerry on 10.27.2007

    We know you are in the right place at the right time. Hang in there, all that hard work will pay off in time.