Today I am simply tired. I haven't slept well the past few nights and it's taking it's toll. I have no energy for the 10 magic minute. I am too much of a headless chicken. I have started a million things, but haven't finished anything on the first attempt. Nor on the second I am afraid. Being in pain again, does't help it. I think I will just take the right side of my face off to be pain free at last. I will now drag myself to the kitchen so I can finish the last 2 shelves of the fridge. It shouldn't be more than 5 min of work but I simply CAN'T do it today. I am fit, slim and full of energy and will go and finish cleaning the fridge now.
DONE! YEAH!
And one shelf is completely empty! I am fit slim and full of energy and will put away the laundry!
surface of the day: fridge, I only had to take 5 breaks
7 a day: 7 pieces of swim wear
Realizing I was a hoarder was both a shock and a relief. A shock, because nobody wants to have a mental disorder. A relief, because my situation finally had a name. I found people who could relate. Knowing the problem helps solving it. I can step aside and look at the situation from a more neutral point of view. Why am I blogging about it? 2 reasons. 1. Putting my thoughts into words helps me think more clearly. 2. If this helps just one, who is like me, see the light it was more than worth it!
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