Sleepless again-- time to put my house in order

Sometimes I wonder which is worse: busy stress dreams, or popping wide awake at 3am and not being able to shut my brain off. Either way, an uncomfortable wad of cobwebs inhabits my fully-awake mind, and coffee is not going to be able to cut it. 

ugh

I've made a concerted effort to limit my intake of national and state news lately; that mess of vipers and toxic blowhards is getting to the point where even I want to shut it all down and start over. But there's no reset button for the government, and we are heading towards disaster on so many levels, all because the current (and seemingly endless) crop of sycophants and obstreperous egotists aren't getting their floaties blown up quick enough. 

ugh again

The stuff that's keeping my brain on a tilt is work-related, and I'm pretty sure that it'll sort itself out, or someone who is in charge will sort it out, but uncertainty that affects my daily life but that is out of my control triggers all sorts of panicky questions at 3am. It's hard to talk yourself off the ledge when you are busy building that ledge as you go. I feel like that cartoon of the guy who is sawing a tree limb while standing on the outer, leafy part. 

So, today I will engage in huswifery; necessary, yes, but also centering. Baking, grocery-getting, washing floors, folding laundry-- they all put my little world to rights in meaningful, tangible ways. It's easier to strengthen the mental barricades when one has bread and toilet paper. 

Have a good day,

C