19th nervous breakdown

When I was a kid, people used to have “nervous breakdowns.”  I think that the mental health care community has discouraged that term for awhile now, instead using more exact language to describe folks’ states of being.  Fair enough. 

I think it’s a useful term, though, even if it’s not the most accurate.  I also think that if I don’t make some time to get myself organized and back on top of things, I’m going to have one and it’s going to be very, very bad.

Today I’m going to have my little family start doing something my uncle does.  He keeps a box of safety pins on his dresser and when he takes off his socks, he pins them together, toe to toe.  That way, they can go through the washer and dryer and back to the drawer as a little sock team.  I am embarrassed to admit the role that socks are playing in my downhill spiral.  The very idea of not having to worry much about them anymore is making me a little teary.

Baby steps.  Right?

11 thoughts on “19th nervous breakdown

  1. Miss Grace

    When I was seven my GATE class had an inventors contest, and I invented SMARTSOX, which have a button at the top of the cuff so you can button them together before they go in the wash.

    I feel it should be noted I did NOT win. The girl whose mom did all of her projects for her won. She had a better presentation.

  2. Emily

    It is indeed the little things. Get a timer, set it for fifteen minutes, and concentrate on one room. When the timer dings, take a break. You’ll be surprised and amazed (lawd knows I was).

    I wish I were there so I could hug you and match your socks and ignore my own.

  3. Musings from me

    I’m with you odd socks are the curse of the devil. One birght spot…summer is coming and for us that means no socks except for sports socks. Yay bare feet, yay smelly shoes, yay no socks.

  4. Jennyalice

    OMG… I have three laundry baskets filled with socks. If I could just keep the socks together I would have a completely different life. I think I will pose this to my husband again (I suggested it once before) and see if it is worth his time to avoid the heavy sighing which is Monday morning when he needs black socks.
    Thank you for being just as crazy as I am.


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