Daily races, going nowhere

When I start thinking of everything on my to do list, all the chores, books, movies, web sites, writing, hobbies, exercise I could be doing instead of doing what I'm doing right now ... well, let's be honest ... I start to hyperventilate.  The possiblilites are infinite, time, is not.  I know I can't do it all.  I've never tried.

Sometimes I don't do anything because I know I can't accomplish it all.  Hello. Internet, you devious little distracting vixen.

I look at the to do list -- the one that isn't fun or distracting.  And its frustrating to feel weighed down by these tasks. Welcome to being an adult, I feel I can't do what I want.

Because I see the infinite amount of possibilities, and know I'm not always the best at allocating my time to fit in the most I can, sometimes, I say no.  I know my limits.

If I've said no to you, please don't take offense. It's not that you aren't important, but moreso, I want to give you 100 percent of my time or efforts.  It's annoying when people commit to something and back out last minute because they were overbooked.  Or someone's schedule is so full that they are too busy thinking/worrying about how they are going to get to the next thing that they do not enjoy what's in front of them in that moment.

I've seen it.  And I can't be that person.