Constipation.

Since this isn't public, I will be honest. I am constipated. Like, bad. I went to the doctor's and they were impressed by my amount of constipation. It isn't a very comfortable state to be in.

I am home from work. I feel like I need a mental health day, a catch-up on school work day, and a cleaning day. I was making breakfast and thought, hey I can do all 3! It will be great. I can't do all three. I am not all that good at multi-tasking. I need rest. I can tell you that. Our apartment needs to be cleaned. That is for sure. I also need to feel prepared for teaching, that when I am prepared I am far less stressed out.

Can the constipation be a metaphor for something? As though I am trying to cram way too much into my life, that it can't get all out correctly.

I need to take care of me. I need to take care of my home, of my family. I need to calm the fuck down. Take it easy. Prioritize.

I need to take care of my body so that it stops freaking out on me. That will be number one on the To Do list for today.