I hate being sick. I went to work this morning, but I really didn't feel good. I had really hoped Andy would bring my nurofen which I forgot because one of the main annoying things is the headache that doesn't want to go away. It didn't come. Being me, I then worried about whether or not he had made it out of bed and off to work. I worry too much. I worry when I care. It's really annoying sometimes actually. I didn't get a reply to my texts, so I got really worried, and when you're feeling like crap, worrying doesn't make anything better. I left work at 10 cuz I just felt like ick and not doing anything. I came home and eventually heard from my boy. I was really worried that he was mad at me for some reason. I really do worry too much. So now I'm home, reading my book and relaxing..watching the construction next door. I wonder why I worry so much, why I always feel like people are mad at me over nothing. Damn me being a spaz!!