I just had a stupid little crying jag/mental breakdown. I suppose it was period-related.

I don’t feel like I am getting anything DONE. Everything takes 98723497 times longer than it should, and suddenly it happens that it’s after noon and I haven’t even gotten through one load of laundry. This is relevant because I am out of clean clothes. I can’t shower or tackle my to-do list until the clothes finish drying. I feel like the world is spinning without me, and I am sitting still in space.

I could have at least gone down to the pool for some sun/exercise while my laundry does its thing, except my swimsuit ended up in the effing washer. Accidentally.

I am agitated. I want to feel like I have accomplished something, and that feeling never comes. I also want to take a nap. But there is no time for napping