Ever feel more comfortable when you find a tick?

I spent the weekend in the woods, and I have throughly checked myself for ticks at least twice by now, and I haven't found one. I should feel safe, but the lingering anxiety of possibly finding one later at a worse time is still there. It's almost like finding one is more comforting than not finding one, because at least I caught it.

Anyone else go through this, or am I just paranoid?