Waxing instead of worrying...

I was thinking about worrying about something. You know that split second you get, before you exhale and let the tapes roll? For some reason (probably God) I switched gears and decided to do give myself a wax instead. For anyone that's ever used wax, you know it's like hot, sticky peanut butter, that dries quick and comes off with difficulty. It worked. It's kept me busy and will keep me busy for days to come as I continue to pick off dried wax from my fingernails and the drips on the sink and carpet.