Heavy-Weight Worries

I am not sure why I feel more relief staring into space and thinking about the logistics of the upcoming move than I do taking my anxieties out on playing with the kids. But that is what I did. In addition, I took a phone call regarding our move shortly after starting to read books with my son at bedtime. My son waited patiently with his head on my lap. Then it became too much for him and he began asking me to get off the phone. I had a friend once tell me that she was an escapist reader--the more there was to do, the more she read instead. I think I am an escapist organizer--the more there is to do, the more I organize and plan things. That may not sound so bad, except that we are to the point where most things we have to do right now are done and I am just repeating those efforts. In other words, I escape through ineffective labor. But it's the fact that I'm laboring that makes me feel better. It's a little sick, I know. But know that I've pinpointed the problem, I can get back to playing with the kids next time.