Why I sometimes freak out

I am 30, I have been able to conceive since I was 12 (i think the leland gang aka the girls on my block think that I was 11 and a half when i was first able to conceive. I lied and told them I got my period on a ski trip, so they wouldn't think i was lame for being the last one). That is 18 years people.

I act the same in every relationship. BLAR.

I have credit card debt and this job is not gonna really change that. Even if I do get a ton of overtime.

If AK finally makes it happen, i am the last of the mugrunners to brave this world alone. And that is not that great. (YET, I have to admit, I would be one happy bridesmaid).

I don't know how I will do in law school. If i will like Moscow? If I will do well enough to keep my scholarships? If maybe I will meet someone, who I can be myself around who can help resolve some of the reasons I am freaking out. I don't want to go back to Mesa Single Social Scene at 34...

Olivia is almost one month old and I haven't seen her, and I haven't been able to help Rita out, and I seriously wish I could just be the Aunt JOjo she needs.

If I get a flat tire on one of these highway trips I have to change it myself. And there is a big chance that might happen (I drive a dirt/gravel road that is rough 110 miles each way).

I am getting wrinks because the sun shines all the time here and i forget to put the sunscreen on.



Ok so my problems are not that severe. I got a pretty good life. Hopefully, I will never freak out too much cause it's all just learning and growing, changing and rearanging. I am excited because I get to run the Copper City Shuttle this morning and hopefully really make a difference in these tourists experiences. Gotta love the Summer Job.