I think this is a great description:
Generalized Anxiety Disorder sounds so… general, when really my fears are a host of specifics, easily prompted by an empty room, needy cat, sink full of dishes. An hour sitting in front of a laptop in my little rented house scatters my thoughts. They crawl over the dusty nightstand, the disorganized shelves of DVDs, the plant in need of a prune. Trying to concentrate between these walls turns normal annoyances into jabbering monsters.
I can sympathize, but only somewhat. I feel them, but they do not turn into jabbering monsters for me… So, I suppose it’s the proximity to the home environment that’s the problem, as opposed to the distance from the work environment! Really interesting.