3 things I worry about, that I probably shouldn't worry about.

An internal monologue of a worrier, finding things to worry about in everyday life.

1. Public restrooms. Not in the gross, ew, we are sharing toilets and germs kind of way. But this question that always haunts me after I close my stall door: Am I in the right bathroom? I thought the signs said "women", but it also could have said "men." I don't remember seeing urinals, but then again I don't remember seeing the sinks either. Is this a staff bathroom? Am I even allowed to be in here? I tiptoe out of my stall until I see that it is in fact, ok. I have chosen then correct bathroom and I wash my hands and proceed on with my day.

2. Crosswalk etiquette. I can never remember if bikes or people or cars or busses or skateboards or semi-trucks or trucks with ads on them have the right-of-way. How many seconds after the crosswalk box on the other side of the road starts counting down are you legally allowed to cross the road? Is 10 seconds enough time to cross the road safely? Should I walk at a brisk pace just incase? Or should I just stick with the pack of other students with backpacks and hope that we can all safely cross the road both ways, without interrupting each other, but maybe, briefly, interrupting traffic.

3. Yellow lights.  Maybe I fell asleep during my drivers education class during the "What to do at a yellow light" segment. Or maybe it was years of driving with people who speed through them to make sure the lights don't turn red. But I still brake and then accelerate and get all sorts of confused and end up either stopping too early, pissing off the people behind me, or the light turns red while I am underneath it and I panic for the next mile or so about the ticket I am about to get. I like stop and go as directions...making a quick decision at a yellow light, not a direction, it feels more like test. Those green arrows though, I do love their very straightforward direction.