...lots of nice people have sent me nice requests, suggestions, and what have you lately. And I appreciate it. I like to hear news and such from the many interesting people that I know. However, if you have not heard from me, it's because I'm completely overwhelmed.
You know that sense of overwhelm where you actually can't remember what you did a few days ago because it's all a blur, because it's all too much?
And I've been sick. Can't imagine it's all related ;)
So the little things have slid. Sled. Slud.
Every hello feels like another item on my to-do list.
I'm working on crawling out of this hole but...it's not an immediate thing.
So it's not you, it's me. I'm overwhelmed by life right now. I won't be forever.
To begin my upward crawl, I cleaned the house this morning, within an inch of its life. It was a move in the right direction. A few piles had begun to form. I've acquired a terror of piles. I know it doesn't help to stress one's self out with self-punishment, but I just can't handle those ADHD piles anymore. And so I killed them. A few more to go...I'll savor the destruction. Today is the Day of the Dead after all....