There comes that moment where you just slump down on the end of your bed, amid the jumble of blankets, and think “I just can’t.” This is usually followed by the desire to crawl back under the covers and pretend the day isn’t happening.
Sometimes, you are just unable to define what you mean by “I just can’t.” It’s almost too much to explain to someone else but guess what, I get it. You don’t even have to explain it to me. How about if I take a guess?
I can’t get dressed. From heaps and piles in the laundry room to jumbles on the floor of the closet, it’s just overwhelming to put together a clean, non-wrinkled outfit.
I can’t eat breakfast. No one has had time to go to the store. I’ll have to live off coffee until later.
I can’t get to work on time. The car needs gas. The weather is awful and I should have started earlier.
I can’t get caught up at work. Have you seen my desk? The floor of my office? My car? My to-do list?
I can’t have anyone over. My house is in chaos (which by the way stands for Can’t Have Anyone Over Syndrome.)
I can’t seem to feel rested. I’m always tired- exhausted really. I just can’t catch up on sleep or get exercise or eat right. It’s all too much.
Until next time …