Sometimes I get in these moods where I have so much to do, I can't do anything. I know I've mentioned this before, but because I'm in that kind of mood right this minute, I can't go back and find where. The idea of searching through the archives seems overwhelming.
Here's what I do when I'm in one of those moods: I play "Well, What CAN You Do?" This afternoon, for example: There is stuff strewn all over all the floors, and the dishes are piled to the top of the sink, and laundry needs to be done, and I would like to have muffins tomorrow but would need to bake some, and I need to choose flooring for the dining room, and the sheets haven't been changed in awhile on any of the six beds, and I need to go through photos so I can send a batch to my in-laws, and there is a lot of other stuff to be done but I am suffocating under the weight of it and all I want to do is flee to somewhere where none of this is my job. I think, "I can't do it. I can't do any of it. I can't do those dishes, and I can't handle the laundry---maybe not ever again."
What I do is I think to myself, "Well, what CAN you do?" And I answer myself lethargically: "Well. I could put IN a load of laundry. But I'm NOT seeing it all the way through, and I'm not folding the load that's all cold in the dryer." And I say back, "That's fine, fine. Do you think you could bring the dryer load upstairs?" And I say, "Yeah. But I'm not folding it!" And I say, "Sure, no, that's fine. Just leave it in the hall." And that's what I do. Or perhaps I first offer the opinion that I shouldn't even put a load in, since I'll just have to manage it later and if I don't it'll be all mildewy and that'll be even more discouraging---but if I DO say something like that, I immediately soothe myself: "No, no---don't think about later. Just do what you can do NOW. I know, putting laundry IN is the easy/fun part, but that's okay: just do the easy/fun part."
And then when the washing machine is swishing, I say to myself, "What ELSE can you do? Anything?" And I shrug and say, "Well, I guess I could put away the oven mitt that's on the counter." And I praise myself: "Oh, good! Yes, that's very good!" And so then I feel a little encouraged, and I say, "And I guess I could also pick up this crumpled napkin, and on the way to the trash I could use it to pick up that dead ant on the floor." And myself lavishes me with even more praise.
Already things look better. And I don't PUSH it, either: if doing the things I CAN do doesn't lead to a big on-a-roll session, I go ahead and flop down at my computer or in my recliner as I wanted to do to begin with. But the washing machine is going, and the oven mitt is one less thing cluttering the kitchen counters, and the dead ant is in the trash, and so things are a little better than they were before, and I feel a little better too.
Mommy Daisy is showing the giftie she got, and starting a new contest.
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