Reality for me today was barely being able to order two cheeseburgers for Maggie and I. I've been over excited about the weather and it was telling on me late this afternoon. The cashier rung me up and as she was giving me the change, my shaky hand dropped it and coins went rolling all over the place.
"I'll help you pick it up," the cute cashier told me.
"Keep the change," I told her with a faux smile and quickly exited.
My hands were shaking so badly I could barely put the keys in my car's ignition once I had made it outside. I had to sit in the parking lot and breathe deeply to get an anxiety attack under control. I thought I would never make it home safe. I made it, though, but I doubt I will be eating cheeseburgers for a long time after that. The one I bought is sitting on the kitchen counter and getting cold.