7 Quick Takes Friday {Take 30} "Are you ok, why are you twitching?!" edition

It's been an anxiety-ridden sort of a week, which is bad, good, and humorous combined into one. And so, what has been going on with your Catholic Librarian this week?

-1- "Da Da DAAAHHH!"

We'll start off with fun news. My giveaway ended this morning for the Let Us Keep the Feast: Epiphany & Lent volume. Our winner is the wonderful Delta Flute! I've know known Delta Flute for many years via her blog, and she has been a loyal reader of this blog for quite some time. I'm very grateful to have her as a reader, and happy that she won. Congrats!

-2- *sweats*

My anxiety post from earlier in the week really generated some interest, which pleases me greatly. I'm not pleased that we're all anxious :0 but it's so nice to have others relate to my writing and experiences. I was reflecting on this topic after I wrote the post, and I realized that a lot of my anxiety comes from a fear of not being in control. I definitely have social anxiety, and I think the root of this is that I cannot control other people, so therefore I try and have hyper extreme control over myself and my environment so that I will not look stupid. Doesn't that sound exhausting?

I'm here to tell you that it is. :0

-3- "We owe you nothing." *adjusts halo*

So what have I been anxious about *this* week, you ask? On any given week, the possibilities are endless. :0 This week, I was worried about that dental insurance claim denial situation I mentioned in the anxiety post. However, I was a very good girl. I put aside my complete phobia of having telephone conversations with people, and prepared to call the periodontist's office. I mentally rehearsed what I needed to say, sipped some tea, and picked up the phone. When the office assistant answered, I explained what had happened, and she immediately knew what I was referring to. The office recently moved locations, and this resulted in a technicality on the claim form that led to a denial of the claim, and this has apparently been happening to patients all week.

Whew. And see I know how to have a good conversation with someone whom I don't know. Business transaction complete, I bid you a polite adieu, and we both hang up without delay. So, they are going to refile the claim, and in the meantime I'm worrying that they do so speedily and that nothing else will go wrong, because that is what I do best.

-4- "Bless me Father, for I have sinned..."

Confession: Back when I had to originally schedule an appointment with this periodontist, I put it off. Because, well, you know why. I am a complete spaz about talking on the phone, that's why. But I knew what I had to do, so I had my conversation rehearsal in my head and away I went. Except a wrench was thrown into my plans. And when that happens, Tiffany no longer has control over the situation. My rehearsed conversation was between me and the office assistant. And the periodontist answered the telephone. Imagine that, HE ANSWERED HIS OWN TELEPHONE. I was so caught off guard, I couldn't deal with it. I hung up on him.

After that? I couldn't call back for several weeks. For obvious reasons. I would have looked weird. THE GREAT FEAR OF EVERYONE WITH SOCIAL ANXIETY. We can't have that.

-5- Who schedules meetings for 7 pm on a Friday night?!

I ASK YOU. Ok, so I hate having my routine messed with. I just...I love my routine. I need it. I cherish it. I thrive in it. It's part of the control thing. And so when I heard that the Parent First Communion meeting at Henry's school was scheduled for 7 pm on a Friday evening, I didn't take it very well. I dance on Friday nights. At 7 pm. I'm all about Henry's First Communion, but does this not seem like an unorthodox and inconvenient meeting time?!

Mew!

Not happy, but what's a person to do? The past two meetings (one for First Reconciliation and another one for First Communion) Mike has fielded because I was in Maine visiting my sister and nephews. It's officially My Turn, and Mike is pretty gleeful about the whole thing.

I'm making a frowny face.

-6- The Olympics, but with yarn

I *am* looking forward to the Olympics starting this weekend, and I have knitting projects lined up for the official Ravellenic Games (crafters set project goals to complete during the Olympic time frame) and I'm all excited. My first project is an entrant in the "Works in Progress Dancing" category, which is Mike's poor cardigan that I started back in October. I will finish it prior to the end of the Olympics. :0 I'd also like to crochet another small project, we'll see. But I'm excited.

Speaking of the Olympics, have you read today's post about the "Momlympics" on Mama Knows, Honeychild? I.SNORTED.SO.LOUD. If you don't subscribe to that blog, you are seriously missing out. It is *wonderful*.

-7- "Mommy, I have to sit on the potty!!"

Which every parent in the universe knows means: "I'm going to start peeing in 5 seconds whether you get me to the potty or not!!" and so there is a great deal of hustling involved here. Anne is doing pretty well with her training. We're going through a LOT less diapers (still need them when she sleeps) but she does go in the potty pretty well during the day. We are, however, doing a LOT more laundry, so it's still not a perfect situation. It *has* been a bit easier from what we went through with Henry, but I'm sure now that I've said that I'll be cleaning thrown poo off the wall all weekend long. I'll keep you posted.

Ok, back to work! Have a great weekend everyone! Head over to Conversion Diary for more 7 Quick Takes!