Me: I am really tired…I think I’ll go to bed.
Brain: But..if you go to bed now, you’ll forget about moving Gerald.
Me: I’m so tired, though.
Brain: BUT THE ELF!
Heart: Did somebody say anxiety? HEY Y’ALL! Time to speed up!
Lungs: Hearing and obeying!
Brain: AAAAAAALRIGHT! Anxiety party!
Brain: IF you don’t move it..even though he’s too old for this stuff and he STILL believes anyway..it will ruin absolutely freaking EVERYTHING. You do know that, right?
Me: *whimper* Yess…….
Brain: *parties anxiously*
I got up, made a bunch of rings to form a chain so he can rip one off each night before he goes to bed and moved the damned elf.
Thanks, Anxiety Brain.