Despite the fact that I’m in a reasonably stable situation, my brain is a creature of anxiety. The urge to Do All The Things is frankly overwhelming, leading to the need for breaks, sometimes without doing anything, but when I am Doing None Of The Things, the result is stress nightmares.
The apparently solution is One Adult Thing A Day.
I only need to do one. I did bank stuff today, so I can stop. I revised my application for another job, touched up my general resume, and will probably start working on the cover letter tonight, but I am allowed to stop now. I will be doing Bonus Adulting in the form of cooking, but even that is optional, because that’s what all the oatmeal is for.