Well, the thought of her did. Or thinking how she would respond to some overwhelming stuff kept me from having a screaming SLOW DOWN NOW AND LET ME OUT meltdown in the car.
Now, she has responded to several of my posts or on the thread I'm in and so, I did like I do a lot of people who I read and read some of their old posts. I basically filed her under "Big Music Fan" and went on. Not that I thought anything bad, I didn't, music fans are cool, but I'm not that into music.
Today, while I was riding on a long car ride, squashed in the back of the car with the kids, and my husband was driving, I got afraid of wrecks. Now, I don't just get afraid of wrecks, I imagine what exact wreck we will have and the injuries etc and how it will feel. I get really upset. I especially hate when it feels like we are going too fast, even though we aren't. My husband was going about 60 and the speed limit was 65. Not too fast at all. Sunny, clear day, not a lot of traffic. I was still sure we were going to die. He was switching around radio stations.
He came to "British Invasion Weekend" on this one station and I said "Leave it there please". So he did. I thought "Could Cockney use this music to distance herself from the situation?" I thought I bet she could. So I sat in the back of the car, squished up by the kids, and pretended I was her and was listening to music I liked a whole lot. It helped me calm down so much!
Even though you didn't do anything yourself Cockney, thank you! That so helped me. If I had never "cybermet" you, I wouldn't have thought of that! You rock!
Frances