Instead of doing all the things I should be doing, I’m going to write this. I think perhaps it will organize my thoughts so I can actually sleep when I attempt to nap in approximately one hour.
- Finish shopping (siblings, son, other son)
- Order/bake/hunt/kill cake for daughter’s birthday
- Find my kitchen table
- Make grocery list
- Get groceries
- Shampoo couch (I know. Weird, huh? But it must be done.)
- Buy a vacuum
- Vacuum
- Drop off recycling
- Pick up medication
- Complete four loads of laundry
- Write and mail Christmas letters and/or cards or something
- Stop freaking out
All of this stuff is totally doable. It’s fine. I can do this. Except, I can’t. I am struggling to get going for some reason. (Like, maybe this month has set records for Stress Levels and I’m out.of.gas. Maybe?) I think I’m suffering from SAD. As in, Shit’s Altogether Distressing.
That is all. I’m going to go do something. Anything. One thing. Mark. Set. Go.
SAD is one thing, but CRS is more debilitating. (CRS=can’t remember shytte)
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