I did so much cleaning today. I am a pig.
I worked for nearly twelve hours and I feel like I barely made a dent.
I finally decided to finish up for the day and clean off the bed so I could change the sheets, only to figure out I didn’t have any clean sheets to put on the bed.
I am hot, sweaty, and exhausted. My back hurts.
And I’m still not done.
I have so much work left to do in here. Then there is the bathroom counter and floor. Then the office.
It’s just so much. I can’t believe I did that.
What the heck?
I’m super frustrated with myself. I know that doesn’t serve any purpose. I know. I just am.
Depression sort of took over this year.
I screwed up.
I guess it’s just a process to fix it.
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