Today, I have had nothing to do. So I have surfed the net, visiting my old haunts, like Google Reader, Facebook, CNN Money, MSN, and Myspace. There’s only so much time you can waste, and 7 1/2 hours of time-wasting is stretching it. So here I am. I remembered two things I haven’t done: blog, and catch up on reading The Chronicle.

So here I am.

This weekend was a successful one, with Pete turning 23 and a large group dinner at Raglan Road. Marissa and I blindfolded him and made him ride in the back of the car until we got to Downtown Disney, and led him through the parking lot. He thought we were taking him to Pleasure Island, but he was wrong! It was good to see a bunch of our friends together at the same time, especially for Peter because he’s always busy with work, and doesn’t get to spend time with many people.

Saturday I woke him up at 7 (yes, am!) and took him to The Old Spanish Sugarmill Restaurant. We made pancakes on the griddle at the table. They give you a bunch of sides (bananas, pecans, blueberries, peanut butter, and chocolate chips) and you put whatever you want in the pancakes. It was fun, and I think that he liked it. It was nice to be up early and spend time together, and have the whole rest of the day.

I’ve been thinking about all this anxiety that I’ve been feeling, and I read somewhere that if you think constantly about what’s causing the problem, then it just aggrevates the anxiety and makes it worse. That makes sense to me. And apparently it’s especially like that with women, because rather than acting on the problem like men do, we focus on why it’s happening and try and figure out where it’s coming from. So I’ve decided that if I start to remember that I’m actually doing something about it, so eventually, it will go away. It better go away.

And I also found out this last week that I have a hormone imbalance. My body doesn’t make enough  progesterone or cortisol, which are linked together, and causes adrenal fatigue. Adrenal fatigue causes everything from depression and anxiety to fatigue and sleep disorders. Apparently your adrenals are important. My body isn’t making the right chemicals to handle stress, and so many things happening at the same time probably caused it, because I was fine (a little run down, but fine)  before last December. I miss being fine.