I’m feeling overwhelmed again.
This seems to be a recurring theme in my life. Just when I seem to get clear of it all something like Christmas arrives and drags me back into my pit of home chaos.
My house is cluttered beyond belief. The half put away Christmas decorations, the generous but, frankly, over the top abundance of Christmas gifts and the boxes and paper that accompany all of it are threatening to rise up and swallow me whole. Every night I tackle the mess and every day I feel farther and farther behind.
I like the idea of the New Year… a new start and new perspective. I’ve never been one for resolutions but it is a good time for a new lease on life. It’s all good in theory but the reality doesn’t ever seem to let me get there. I feel like it will be February before I am even ready for a new start.