anxiety

i have 52 boards on pinterest.
my start up disk keeps blinking full.
i am in the middle of two different books.
i can’t close the ‘junk drawer’ without holding down receipts from i don’t know what + a lorax mustache.
i have four deoderants in which i claim i use all of them.
3 different sets of shampoo + conditioner in my shower.
the 36′ balloon from jonah’s birthday is still dangling under his highchair.
i have two cases of shoes under my bed, that haven’t been touched for six months or more.
there are three buckets of cleaning supplies from our wedding all in our cleaning closet.

breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe breathe

last week my mom helped me box up of all of jonah’s clothes that he has grown out of.
i’m convinced that that is what queued this landslide mindslide anxiety attack.
because it is getting worse with each passing minute.
i went to restore my new phone + deleted the back up immediately after putting it on.

something about this fresh lifestyle, ‘minimalist’ attitude, and organization has never ever ever felt better.

i am currently in day 4 of my css workshop, and you guys, i can barely breathe.
like i’m drowning in my own stuff.
i haven’t done the school thing for a couple of years now,
and with all of this on my plate, focusing is about as easy as level 35 of papertoss.
send help!

tonight i started with my laptop + desktop.
i just spent the last hour and a half trying to organize my pinterest account, and i haven’t made a dent.
this week has officially been dubbed operation squeaky clean.
jonboy helped me schedule it out to one room per day.
although i had to promise not to paint every single thing in sight a crisp shade of white.
the prize at the end, because i’m sure you’re dying to know –
family pictures with my all time favorite photographer.
holy crapola is it next sunday yet?
wish me luck.