I suspect I have a touch of mania on top of everything else. It would explain the rotation of quick thoughts that I wanted to attribute to panic, and the inability to concentrate, and a bunch of other things. And it explains my room only becomes more and more a disaster area the more and more I try to clean it.
*sigh* I'm either going to sleep or tackle one of the piles. I don't know which.
And tomorrow I have to go entertain relatives. Yay.
Okay. I can do this. Really, I can.