Ignoring good advice

You know when you give yourself advice and you know it's absolutely the right thing to do, and you do the exact opposite? That's what I did today. I have a feeling I'm going to pay for it, but I couldn't help myself. I couldn't stop.

Shortly after I woke up, I started to clean. First I reorganized a pantry because I had it in my head the Tupperware containers would look better on the new, open shelves in the kitchen. From there, I decided I needed to clean the house properly. We have friends coming for dinner tomorrow (and yes, I know they don't care about the status of my house, but I got it in MY head it must be spic and span). So I got out the dust rag and polish, the bathroom cleansers, window cleaners and rags, the stove-top and kitchen sink paraphenalia and I started to scrub.

Maybe it's because I haven't personally thoroughly cleaned my house in a while, but I acted like a woman possessed. I moved objects to eradicate the little specks of dust behind the decorative candles, I polished the bottom of the toilet until it sparkled, I went to town with the stainless steel cleaner until my kitchen sink shined, I removed the carousel and scrubbed the little bits of food adhering inside my microwave and I washed down the fronts of all my cupboards and appliances. I operated like I was subject to some military-grade inspection. I don't know what got into me.

To top it off, I decided it was necessary to do three loads of laundry while I was spitting, polishing and shining.

I knew I should stop when I got a nose bleed part way through the morning. But I couldn't. I seriously felt and still sort of do) like someone has taken over my body and I'm out of control. I don't feel like myself. It's the strangest thing.

By the time I was done (although I still have a load of laundry in the dryer), I was exhausted, shaky and slightly dizzy. I laid down, figuring I would fall into a deep nap, only to be stymied by my own brain. My body wouldn't shut down. I dosed for probably about 10 minutes.

Trust me, I know I should have been resting today. I understand I need to get my rest and build up my red blood cells and platelets. I gave myself that exact same great advice just yesterday. I told myself several times today to stop, that it could wait until tomorrow and that I didn't need to be so thorough. But I didn't listen and I let this other-world, psycho Tina take over.

The good news, I have a clean house (after Michael does his job of vacuuming and cleaning the floors tomorrow). I suspect the bad news is I'm going to crash pretty darn early tonight.

Tina