I slept for 12 hours last night. Woke up with a sore throat, but the knots in my neck had loosened some. Middle daughter coughed most of the day, too. I'm glad the girls don't have school next week due to Spring Break. I'm afraid that there's a good chance they'd miss school from illness anyway. At least this way it doesn't count against them.
I've been mildly productive today working in the kitchen. Went through the one cupboard we have canned goods in and organized it all. Washed the cereal keepers and threw out stuff I didn't figure anyone would eat. Cleaned the old stuff out of the refrigerator, but I didn't get to the point of wiping it out just yet. And tossed even more plastic stuff.
All things considered, I'm happy I got a little bit done today. I'm hoping that I don't sleep for a full 12 hours tonight, but I figure my body is trying to tell me I need it, if I do.
Right now, it's telling me I need my heating pad turned on high...
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.