Life is coming at me pretty fast and furious these days. Truthfully, it has been that way for about a year now. Ever since I was issued an ultimatum and was crazy enough to say "Okay, I'm in!" life has been one crazy ride. Most days I handle it well. And by that I mean, I am able to find various ways to manage and take control of all the crazy.
Sometimes, however, I can't actually tackle the problem itself or the specific thing that is overwhelming me. If I can't control the real issue, then I will do everything in my power to take control of everything else that surrounds me. Most of the time that means cleaning or organizing the shit out of everything.
Last week, after I finalized the timeline for the completion of my dissertation with my advisor, I felt so overwhelmed by the next step—looking at the remaining weeks and figuring out some schedule for the remaining tasks—that I had to do everything besides figure all of that out. So I did two loads of laundry, vacuumed the second and third floors of the house, tried to repair the vanity in the first floor bathroom, took out recycling, reposted items to craigslist that we were trying to sell, and then I investigated our sandpaper supply so I could figure out what I needed to start refinishing the new console table. Yeah, I was a bit freaked.
There are other big things going on with my dissertation and with figuring out what I will do once it is done, so I have a feeling I may be refinishing that table sooner than I thought while trying to work through my revisions to the introduction this week.