Today was a stressful day. Although I can’t share the particulars, I will tell you that it got such a rise out of me that I could actually feel weird things going on in my body. I speculate that it was either a rush of adrenaline or my blood pressure skyrocketing. Possibly both.

I used to have these episodes quite frequently (dare I say “daily”?) in my early twenties, but I thought I had been managing stress more effectively over the years. Of course, I’m still pretty high strung, but not as riddled with anxiety as I once was. I found it alarming that the old, familiar feeling had returned.

Thankfully, it lasted only a few minutes. However, the residual frazzled feeling lasted most of the late afternoon.

Driving home in rush hour traffic, I daydreamed about getting pregnant, having twins (a boy and a girl) and resigning my job to be a stay-at-home mom to live a perfectly Martha Stewart lifestyle (sans the insider trading and jail time, that is). I think the alarm on the biological clock is finally starting to buzz since I’m finding my mind wandering to thoughts of motherhood more and more lately. It’s days like this that cause me to focus on the greater priorities in life. Things that transcends career, materialism, and mid-afternoon anxiety attacks.

All I can say is “TGIF.”

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