It was a very welcome cool morning this morning! I thought, "What a great time to be getting some work done around the house." I still have tons of junk that I need to get rid of after closing my business down. I arranged for someone who could use my junk to come pick it up today. I did little more than supervise the exchange of items, while the ladies (who btw are a few years OLDER than me) did all the physical labor. When I did lift a few boxes, I began huffing and puffing and I could NOT keep up as we walked together to the van. I began POURING sweat and I felt like I was literally on fire!
After they left I sat down and as the water pouring off my body began to cool, I began to feel like an ice cube!
I needed to straighten up the few boxes that were left, but as I began thinking about it, the anxiety hit me like a brick wall and I was not able to do it. They were here only a very short hour, but I felt like I had been run through a grinder! I took 1/2 of an Ativan, sat down on the sofa and drifted off to sleep.
I am 50 years old and I cannot deal with even the smallest amount of stress anymore, when I use to thrive on it! Stress was my motivator, now it stops me dead in my tracks!
What am I to do??
