MetaChat - What do you lay up at night worrying about?

Loneliness. And whether or not I'll ever figure out how to pull a good handle for the mugs I'm trying to make in pottery class. You know, the usual.

posted by omiewise 17 March | 12:01

I worry what Georgia's anti-civil-unions amendment is going to do to my partner and I when we enter our advanced years, and I wonder if our wills and powers-of-attorney (that we've had for several years now) will be declared null by some bigoted judge because they "offer the benefits of marriage." (Which is now illegal in Georgia and many other states.)

I'm in my early 40s and my partner is in his late 40s, so planning for our senior years is very much on our minds.

posted by BoringPostcards 17 March | 12:02

Girls

posted by Quartermass 17 March | 12:03

I take pills. Or drink. Or both. Or have Teh Sex. Or all of the above. Maybe even watch a movie with my Aunt.

Then I sleep like a baby.

Till I wake up in the middle of the night worrying about the pills and the booze. It's a perfect beautiful system.

Not that I wasn't serious, but seriously, I probably worry about money in one form or another, too.

posted by rainbaby 17 March | 12:03

I stay up worrying about insomnia and the impact it could have on my waking life. It's a self-fulfilling deal.

posted by PinkStainlessTail 17 March | 12:03

Work. And missing NZ.

posted by gaspode 17 March | 12:05

Everything.

posted by ironlizard 17 March | 12:07

Animals in cages.

posted by shane 17 March | 12:11

AAAAAGH!! SEE!! GODDAMNED HUMAN RACE!!

Watson told News 4 WOAI, "We believe the gate of the cattle trailer came open, and the cow, for lack of a better phrase spilled out onto the Interstate. It was pretty chaotic for a while."

Several cars hit some of the cows. One cow died. DPS troopers called for backup.

That's when one officer was nearly run down by a speeding truck, carrying two illegal immigrants inside.

Seguin Police were out looking for those illegal immigrants. They parked their cars in the hot grass, burning two of them including that brand new 2006 Crown Victoria. Watson said, "Well, all of a sudden, another officer who'd arrived on the scene, alerted the sergeant that there was a fire."

Everything inside was destroyed, including tens of thousands of dollars worth of equipment designed for the patrol cars.

"You start off with kind of a bizarre accident with these cows spilling onto the interstate. That leads to other accidents, that leads to a car chase, that leads to a foot chase," Watson recalls.

posted by shane 17 March | 12:18

Strangely enough, though I have various worries going on, once it's bedtime, I'm out in minutes and sleep gloriously until the alarm goes off. I think it's my wonderful mattress. :)

I love sleep.

posted by mike9322 17 March | 12:24

Hey omie..I gave all my mugs braided clay handles. It's easier and it makes for a cool detail.

I worry about death. We're getting to that age where funerals are more common than weddings. Who's next? How will I explain losing someone close to the kid? What if it's me? Or my husband? Will anyone be able to love her like we do and let her go to the store dressed like a dinosaur or plant her tomatoes so she can eat them fresh off the vine or help her fulfill her dream of opening a dinosaur museum completely devoted to longnecks?

Then I take a few ativan.

posted by jrossi4r 17 March | 12:25

Me, same as Mike9322. I have to be VERY upset, not just worried, to not be able to sleep.

In the daytime, I worry about not having enough money to live on when I'm old, whether or not I'm exercising enough and, if I decide to move into boyfriend's house, the total chaos that may result from our cats not getting along.

posted by JanetLand 17 March | 12:31

Money. Health insurance. Job and possible lack of future thereof. Saving money for retirement. The fact that my life often seems mired in metaphorical mud, despite the fact that I have many talents, I don't have the ambition or drive to do much with them, and I no longer enjoy many of the things that I used to derive much pleasure from.

But I usually sleep well anyway. I rarely have a problem with that.

posted by deadcowdan 17 March | 12:34

Denial.

posted by matildaben 17 March | 12:35

Hey omie..I gave all my mugs braided clay handles. It's easier and it makes for a cool detail.

Great idea, although I don't think it goes with the style of the particular mugs I'm working on right now. I'm going to keep it in mind.

posted by omiewise 17 March | 12:37

I've been at this job for six weeks. The important projects with pressing deadlines that I was contracted specifically to deal with haven't even crossed my desk yet. I see my boss twice a week, meetings where he rambles incoherently, hands me some irrelevant paperwork, and wanders off to a meeting.

I've tried everything to get useful information out of this guy, all to no avail. He's the project lead and I'm the only underling; there's no-one else I can talk to. It's so frustrating that I'd quit, but I'm making half as much again as I could anywhere else and I need the money.

So I do a lot of recreational web surfing, and I smile and nod through the incoherent rambles and ask questions that never get answered, and wonder what happened to those pressing deadlines, and worry that all this is going to end badly.

posted by Zozo 17 March | 12:48

I'm not worrying. I'm plotting. The ungodly are worrying, or at least they should be if they've got any brains.

posted by warbaby 17 March | 12:48

BoringPostcards, is moving an option?
Why live in, spend money in, and pay taxes to a state that clearly doesn't respect you? (I know, easier said than done, though).

Me? I worry about money. Constantly. Unless we're talking last month. Then it was the classic "oh my god where is my period" worry. I prefer money, since the other one just loops back into that with added drama.

posted by kellydamnit 17 March | 13:02

pottery! omie and jrossi! i never learned to pull handles. i started doing raku and gave up on functional work entirely. well, lately i've been so stressed that even clay worries me and i have mostly stopped doing it.

but mostly i worry about getting my old job back (it really was the best job ever), and how bleak things have been since it ended (it's a long story that i can't tell in a public forum.) and what if it doesn't happen and i'm stuck with crap jobs so i can pay my mortgage and save enough money to quit working as soon as possible.
and. will anyone ever love me again? am i ever going to stop grieving?

and what deadcowdan said.

posted by wens 17 March | 13:03

BoringPostcards, is moving an option?
posted by kellydamnit 17 March | 13:02

No. And anyway, we're both natives and refuse to be driven out of our home state.

posted by BoringPostcards 17 March | 13:13

Loneliness. This breast lump.

Wens is saying everything I want to say today.

and. will anyone ever love me again? am i ever going to stop grieving?

That, too.

posted by essexjan 17 March | 13:13

I don't. I won't go to bed until I'm exhausted (usu. around 5AM).

posted by Eideteker 17 March | 13:13

/me hugs essexjan.

posted by wens 17 March | 13:34

If I'm awake at night it's insomnia or I'm really upset about something that just happened. I worry during the day.

(((jan)))

posted by deborah 17 March | 14:09

You know, I sleep pretty well. It's very rare that I lie awake worrying.

posted by willpie 17 March | 14:10

Mayonaisse. How does it stay fresh unrefrigerated? I don't trust it. I eat it, but I don't trust it.

posted by jonmc 17 March | 14:12

Oh yea, and I worry about the upcoming fight I will be having with my new roommate. Because she's uber anal, and I'm uber not, and she likes to play Naggy Mom. I've been cool so far, but I will put her in her place if she thinks I'm gonna run around playing maid to win her approval.

posted by ThePinkSuperhero 17 March | 14:14

Nothing keeps me up at night. By the time I'm ready to sleep, nothing is more important than sleeping.

posted by sciurus 17 March | 14:49

My teeth. My relationship with my ex. Money. My lack of sleep.

posted by Specklet 17 March | 15:43

Does anyone ever freak out over all the suffering in the world? Do you ever think about all the terrible things happening to people and animals that you can't help or prevent? All the pain and injustice?

posted by shane 17 March | 15:48

Not me.

posted by It's Raining Florence Henderson 17 March | 15:50

always but it's not some freaking surprise or anything.
i don't usually sleep in the night, though.

sometimes i check the dried water chestnuts to prevent random ninja attacks by the door, but rarely.

posted by ethylene 17 March | 15:53

remove the freaking part, i don't freak about stuff.
and i do like my bed.
it should be twice as big with more sectional and surface storage options.

posted by ethylene 17 March | 15:55

pretty much everything

posted by krix 17 March | 17:04

I worry about my sanity and its relationship to recreational zpurb.

I don't know if I like myself all that much.

I think it isn't sadness, but dissatisfaction, that motivates this kind of thinking, and when I try to pinpoint the cause, I'm overwhelmed.

I have strange motivations. A lot of guilt. A lot of things I refuse or forget to say, mostly to myself, some to others.

I'm gonna go home, but I'm probably going to avoid drinking. I worry about lasting damage.

I worry that people take me the wrong way, and it's mostly because I don't know how to take myself.

I talk a good game, but under it all I feel like a sham most of the time. You'd probably never know it, to meet me.

I also worry that some of the things I've written here in the past few days have been taken a lot harder than I meant them, and that I've hurt people's feelings or made this place less fun for them. I'm sorry.

Maybe it's self pity; maybe it's worry. Maybe I'm cracking up.

Maybe I'm full of shit. What's in a name?

I gotta go.

posted by Hugh Janus 17 March | 17:14

will anyone ever love me again? am i ever going to stop grieving?

yes OH YES, and: i'm graduating in 3 weeks. holy fuck, i have no idea what i'm going to do with my life. will i even be living in this city in september? how can i have no direction? did i fuck things up? how can i make new friends here? am i going to be single for years? why do the boys i love always tell me that i should be with someone smarter or fail to notice me in the first place? where do i go from here? am i ever going to be able to be in the same room as my ex without crying? (doubting that one lately, and that's scaring me)

posted by heatherann 17 March | 18:42

India. Harvard. Danish nazis.

The order sometimes wary, but not the three themes.

posted by AwkwardPause 17 March | 18:57

I lie awake at night wondering if there is a dog.

posted by weretable and the undead chairs 17 March | 19:00

I lie awake at night wondering if there is a dog.

≡ Click to see image ≡

There is, but he's napping.

posted by bmarkey 17 March | 19:09

year of the dog
less worrying, more napping, please
or nipping

posted by ethylene 17 March | 19:11

17 March 2006