Anxiety is a very crippling, and hard thing to work through.
I let it trip me up yesterday. And… to be honest, sitting here to discuss it instead of loading my dishwasher and clearing my counters is testament to the fact that it’s still troubling me, although to a lesser degree.
Because… housework. And cooking! It doesn’t do itself, you know.
Perhaps a brisk walk in the lingering, cool, spring air to collect fresh vegetables from the grocery store once the stock has begun simmering… anything to feed this wanderlust.