I have a plane to catch in about 3 hours. I’m packed and ready (I think). But my house is in a state of horrendous mess. Somehow things seem to have piled everywhere after I’m all packed. How is that even possible?
Now I’m sitting on the floor staring hopelessly at all my mess. This was probably what that dog felt in the “learned helplessness” experiment where he kept being electrocuted no matter what he did. Eventually the poor dog just gave up and lay there whimpering after each electric shock. I’m getting close!!
I want to paint my nails. And take a nap. And then, maybe my house will clean itself miraculously.
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