I’m easily overwhelmed.

It doesn’t take much: an email from some company offering advertising on my blog that may (or may not) be dodgy; dust gathering on my desk beneath papers, pens and other crap; or marks on my bathtub which will require scrubbing rather than just spraying.

That’s all it takes. And when it happens I tend to shut down. Kinda literally. Everything just becomes too hard.

It’s not dire. It’s not even depression, just that feeling that – at that moment in time, it’s more than I can face. Instead of clearing the crap off my desk, grabbing a cloth and cleaning the damned thing I avert my eyes and start to wallow. Instead of dealing with the email or emails in question, I mark them as unread and leave them until it’s almost too late to respond. And instead of cleaning my bath, I simply ignore it (or leave the light in the bathroom off when I walk in there!).

Most often though, I flop on my bed in a fit of overwhelmededness… liked everything is just ‘too hard’.

Thankfully I don’t do it often, but it’s happened more than it used to now that I’m home all day. My day really just involves me moving between my desk and my bed – both of which are in my bedroom… which – quite frankly, could do with a dust. I can only think that living by the ocean is why it seems I bloody well need to dust and clean crap constantly. My old place wasn’t this needy FFS!

I would EASILY spend six hours a day at my desk. Usually more. I’m not always working. Sometimes I’m pfaffing about on the internet – occasionally with purpose (reading blog posts, doing stuff with my Facebook pages and writing). Other times I’m just reading online news and killing time.

I mentioned a while ago that I was spending an inordinate amount of time in / on my bed. Thankfully that’s improved a lot but it’s still more than I’d like.

I’m great with deadlines and HATE being (appearing recalcitrant). But before things become urgent… I mostly wallow.

I need to find a better way to deal with being overwhelmed OTHER THAN crawling into a hole (or my bed, in my case). Occasionally mania sets in and when my filthy floors make me want to cry I’ll get the vacuum cleaner and then, while I’m on a roll I’ll mop and clean my doors and benches. But mostly I’m queen of procrastination when things get tough.

What do you do when you feel overwhelmed?
Do you get stuck into stuff, or are you a wallower as well?