And as if a new apartment and a new job wasn't enough, I'm trying to write this new Scary Project. And working on the cover reveal for City of a Thousand Dolls. AND coming to terms with the idea that in a few months there will be ARCs and people I DON'T KNOW will be reading my book and maybe hating it, AAAAAHHHHH!
So yeah. A little anxious over here.
Husband is also stressed about the move, his last semester and getting a new job. And when two strange, off-beat people get overloaded with anxiety, strange and off-beat things tend to happen. Like this, for example:
Yep. That's a blanket fort in our living room. We built it around our futon one night, when we were both feeling overwhelmed and anti-everything. Then we filled it with blankets and pillows and a little heater I own that looks like a fireplace.
It was like camping! Only with Netflix.
The cat was super-fascinated by the whole thing. And more than slightly obsessed with the mike stand we used as a tent pole.
We took everything down the next day, but I think we both felt a little better. Life can be scary, and as I've stated before, I'm not particularly brave.
And sometimes, you just need to build a blanket fort.
So if you need an escape, come on in. My tent flap is always open.
What do you do when you're anxious?