Anxiety Level

Oh boy. My anxiety level is high right now.
First - I get anxious waiting for something to be delivered. What if I'm in the bathroom when they come? What if I'm feeding Liam? What if I'm putting Liam down for a nap? What if Quinn is in the middle of a meltdown? What if I am in the middle of a meltdown? I was given a two hour window for when our play set would arrive today. 8am-10am. I was also given "permission" to take Quinn to school in the middle of that window and just leave a note for the "Rainbow People". Okay - so they came while I was taking Quinn to school and got started. I went back there to say "hello" and noticed that the slide they have is Not The One We Want.
Second - I get anxious about things going wrong and having to confront people. Ugh. So I put Liam down for his nap and found the receipt. Aha. I go out there and tell the man that we didn't want the bumpy slide, we wanted the "Double Wall Slide." "That is the double wall slide," he says. What? "Oh, we wanted the one that was two walls on the side." "The other slide is called a scoop slide." Oh shit. So apparently when we checked over our receipt we were thinking we were getting the scoop slide, but we thought it was called a double wall slide. It sounds crazy, I know. Basically, we let our salesman order the wrong slide because we didn't know the right name. But I swear we pointed to the scoop slide in the showroom.
Third - I get anxious talking on the phone. I especially hate talking on the phone when things are wrong and I need to fix them. I hate confronting people and I hate talking on the phone and I really hate having to do both. I've spent the last 15 minutes trying to get ahold of someone from the main office - but only got voice mails. I'm going to assume they don't come in 'til 10am. I'm making Mike call the salesman, because I really didn't like him that much - and I hate pointing out people's mistakes. (And in my opinion - this is the fault of our salesman, not us.)
Fourth - I get anxious having to sign for something. Especially when that something isn't exactly what we wanted. And Mike just told me, "Don't sign off on anything until we talk to someone." So I have to tell these guys I'm not signing off on what they did. Are they going to take the play set down and take it away? Are they going to yell at me? Are they going to force me to sign by threatening me with the hand saw they've been using all morning?
Fifth - I get anxious meeting new people. And I'm meeting a bunch of new people tonight. One of them being Bossy.
So, I would really like to go and have one of the Mike's Hard Lemonade in the garage fridge, but am not going to do it. For one, I have to pick up Quinn from preschool soon and what would the other mom's think? For two, I'd have to go outside by the men installing our play set and what would they think? For three, I really don't like to drink. Really.