Expectations

I feel like I put pretty high expectations upon myself. Must do this, must do that, must have this and that done, must, must, must. (I do not want a bigger bust.)

All of these expectations really stress me out.

And the hard part of all this is...I can't stop.

I can't stop beating myself up over the fact that I never have the whole house clean at the same time. Or that my clothes sit in piles on my bedroom floor because the last step in laundry taunts me and buries me under it's guise of being ever so hard, when it's ever so easy. And then I put the clothes away and think, Ahhh...no more laundry, so like a fool I don't do it for ....a while... and there it all is again. Then I wonder how many times do I need to repeat this cycle before I can snap out of it? lol

Maybe it's endless.

I love to do projects. To build things. To create/copy. I am also really good at starting something and never finishing it. Or trying to cram a months worth of projects into a week.

So the easy fix would be to lower my expectations. Right? Sounds easy enough.

But it's super hard because as I look around and see the state of disaster that is my house, I think..."I'm pretty sure my expectations are somewhere around -80."

So that's what a good night's rest and tomorrow will bring. More energy and time to make the negative into positive.

And I have figured out why I can't lose weight.