Feeling stupid and worthless...

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Am going through a case of the blues....everything is such a mess that I am driven to a state of complete intertia.
There are just piles and piles and piles and piles of little things to attend to...with piles continuously being heaped on top of those piles...and I am just mad mad mad mad at myself that I don't have more of a grasp on anything.
Just having a bad melty--head day for some reason...I am able to at least somewhat visualize how I want things to be, but I am powerless to do it on my own...I am ashamed and embarrased of our messes..but confronting them drains me of all energy...and I hate myself for my uselessness.

In other parts of the news, we named our new kitten Entropy.
I am trying to go lactose and gluten free because I have been having really bad digestion issues.
I have been upset since this morning for no good reason.

Ah, the great ennui. It'll pass. Until then, think of Raggedy Ann (or Raggedy Andy if you prefer).

Sometimes on days like these, I drive out to Multomah Falls, hike up to the top and scream as loud as I can. Quite cathartic although I probably scare the bejeezus out of the rangers . Is there a "Multnomah Falls" near you?

BTW, love the kitten's name.

I get overloaded with details and then when it gets too much I get suddenly sleepy. I was thinking recently what I really need to do at times like that would be to take a walk. Maybe it would recharge me.

Just today I finally cleaned up half of the craft room where my girls (6 and 4) make their creations. I'd been meaning to for about 17 days. The girls are in the play room, ostensibly cleaning it, but more likely having fun and creating more clutter on the floor.

It's a cycle around here. The stuff builds up- it gets put on my to-do list- it doesn't get done- I feel rotten- it gets put on the next day's list- etc etc and finally one day I just start. There's usually one room that looks great in the house and the rest are in various states of clutter-free cleanliness.

As sad and pathetic as it sounds (and likely is), if I get *one* thing done in any given day, I'm satisfied. One pile put away. One important phone call made. Even getting the dishes done and put away counts in my book. Today is a good day: craft room half clean, clean dishes put away, and 2 loads of laundry done (put not put away).

Inertia? Oh yeah, we're well acquainted!