Deranged, Clearly.

I’m agitated. I feel this overwhelming need to keep moving – to be DOING – but I’m running out of things I want to commit myself to at the moment.

Since waking up, I’ve:

• cleaned up the living room and kitchen
• emptied the dishwasher and refilled it
• read every blog that popped up on my RSS reader
• read the latest BUST magazine issue
• opened all the windows
• walked the dogs
• called for a fencing estimate (anyone want to come over this spring and help us fence the yard?)
• called to request auto insurance paperwork
• called to request home insurance paperwork
• called my former doctor to request transfer of my medical info
• did three loads of laundry
• vacuumed the house
• cleaned the floors
• tidied up my main email inbox
• started tackling my other inboxes
• emailed Coffee approximately 674 times
• watched Dr. Phil AND Oprah (!)
• danced around the house with the beagle

.. and now.. well, YEEESH. I’ve got ants in my pants! (Is that a common phrase or do I just sound creepy?) MORE! I NEED MORE!