I watched my daughter in law make herself ill yesterday because she is dreading an interview with the Oklahoma City school system. Ellie's neck was so tight and miserable that she had to go to bed with hot packs. Granted, the schools that she would have to go to are dreadful and in the inner city and on the Southside. Most of the misery stems from knowing if she is offered a job, she needs to take it. She has to get her foot in the door.

Ellie has always strived for perfection in everything. Adrienne has the same drive to excel but they need to know that some situations are beyond their control and that the finger of fate often steps in. I think that knowing all the useless agonizing is doing nothing but making you miserable should mitigate the anxiety but maybe not.

Maybe it takes a lot of years to know that you really have no control over your life. You have to work toward your goals and then let go so that it doesn't give you ulcers.
I have made a lot of bad, impulsive decisions but it works itself out in the end. I can't spell serendipity but I trust it completely.