When Overwhelm Isn’t Laziness

It’s the Only System You Were Ever Taught

A few weeks ago, I opened my bedroom door and felt my whole body lock up.

My son and daughter-in-law have been living with us while their baby was in the hospital. The house has been full, loud, and busy. Every corner claimed by someone who needs something. And without the bandwidth to actually clean, I started throwing everything into my room “just for …