3 AM

In a previous post I mentioned I've been waking up around 3 am with worry on my brain. So, here it is 3 am again and I've decided instead of trying to go to sleep I would do something productive. What am I worrying about this time? I've been banned from Facebook! Yes, little old me. One of the nicest people you'd ever want to meet. (you can stop laughing now) But, really I don't know what has happened. Something about my IP address or my ISP server or my abusive behavior or my spam or . . . . fill in the blank. I've tried to contact them. They are not a very social group. Weird huh? They state in the form I had to fill out, they don't answer all e-mails. Great. Because I can't log on, I can't get to their help page, which I'm sure is very helpful - wink, wink. I looked up their phone number and about fell out of my chair when the recorded voice said "We are an Internet based company, therefore we don't answer the phone." Well then why do you have a phone number?

This has been one of the most frustrating weeks of my life. You may be asking yourself, so what? You lived without Facebook before. While that is true, I've come to love Facebook. I've discovered old friends and made new ones. I've used it to keep up with news and current events. I use it a lot to stay in contact with my writer friends and I am an administrator for one of my writing group's Facebook page. Lord knows what is happening with that. And I've become a farmer. My crops are withering on the vine as we speak. I ought to charge Facebook for my lost crops when and if I'm ever deemed worthy of joining them again. I'm actually going through a grieving process. I've been angry, sad, depressed and angry again. And apparently now, I'm losing sleep over it.
So what is your favorite social media? Or do you save yourself all the grief and stick to e-mail or even snail mail? Oh, and any suggestions about what I should do to clear this whole thing up, would be greatly appreciated. Good-bye until my next sleepless night (which may be tonight).

WORRY

It's already February and we've had a really mild winter (in this part of the country anyway). There's still time for Mother Nature to slap us silly, but Spring is just around the corner. Last October I was really dreading winter. I was worrying about it so much it was harboring on anxiety.
As I get older, I dread winter more and more. The driving, the walking, clearing a path, the threat of power outages, etc. I have pictures flash in my mind of falling down and not being able to get up or of waking up to a freezing house. I'm sure the later is a flashback to the ice storm of 2007 when most of us were out of power up to two or three weeks.
I've never been a worrier but, I find myself more and more waking up at 3 am with worry on my brain. I worry about my health, my finances, my family. Is it just a part of getting old? I remember my mom worried more as she got older. She would say things like "Have fun. Hope you don't have a flat".
I don't like to worry. It's wasted energy that could better be used for positive change. One of my favorite sayings is: Worrying must work because what I worry about never happens. So true!
Do you worry? If not, how do you escape it?