Trying not to think about it

I have 7 hours left before I leave to get the girls in Oklahoma.  There is so much to be done around the house, but I have little to no desire to do any of it.  I get so overwhealmed that it's easier to just ignore the disaster than it is to figure out where to start.  Last night I took down the Christmas tree and all the decorations.  I need to get them back in the storage closet this morning.  that will help quite a bit with the living room disaster.

I'm ranting here because if I don't, I'll hit the pantry, and we all know that is the last thing I need.  I've been gorging all weekend.  It has to stop!!  Why do I always do this to myself?  I feel as if there's a beast in my head that controls my eating, and I have nothing to do with it.  If only it were true.  Of course then I'd be labeled as mental...maybe that's not such a good thing.  HELP!!!

I have to buy groceries at some point today, too.  Milk and fruit mainly.  I need to make a list and a vow to stick to it...and go shopping when I'm not hungry.  Unfortunately, I haven't been not hungry for days. 

Alright...alright.  I'm going to get moving.  Put decorations and the tree away.  Then I have to deal with the rest of the mess in the living room.  And my bedroom.  My new bedside tables and dresser are in the living room because there's no space in the disaster that is my bedroom.  I swear it's enough to drive a sane person crazy...let alone someone who's mostly there already.