I know you’ve all experienced this: when there’s just too much stuff to do and it seems like you can’t do it all RIGHT NOW! like you want/need to because there’s just not enough time in the day, and running from task to task. So you start freaking out and slamming things around or yelling at people. I confess that I slam things around rather than yelling because I was raised around a “quiet” (read “repressed”) household but it’s probably a lot more healthy to vocalize and just be mad rather than passive/aggressively beating up on the kitchen utensils and dishwasher.
To add to the frustration I’d already been feeling for a few hours, I scratched the side of my car because I drove over a sidewalk and through a narrow space less carefully than I should have because someone blocked a driveway which required access to load stuff. I also had a bike-run training session scheduled and it was getting hotter and hotter outside and I knew this was going to freakin’ kill me the longer I had all this other stuff to take care of before I did my workout.
So, at the time, trying to figure out why I’m so mad. What the hell is going on with me, this doesn’t make any sense at all. Maybe it was a bunch of things, and my guess is when it happens to you it’s more than one thing, also. Oh we could go into the “Does this remind you of when you were little and ….blah blah” but that’s way too hung up. First of all, I was hungry (low blood sugar): ate quick carbo load for the workout which I couldn’t do immediately because thirty urgent things raised their head. Next I had to quickly do one thing, then the next, and the next, until I was doing them all at once (just can’t do that). Also it was hot and humid and rushing around isn’t fun. Then, of course, the car scratch.
What calmed me down…..?…..a little glass of wine, stuff to eat, sitting down and saying “Screw it, I’m through” and I wasn’t in the bubble of mad anymore. Took about, oh, seven seconds. I need to watch those times when the dam breaks and it all comes tumbling down.