Too many things

It feels like I have too many things in my head and heart as well as my home at present. I'm meeting myself coming back, and it is really hard not to be over critical of myself for not getting round to doing it all.

I'd really like to bake a cake. Not a big deal, right ? It is when your kitchen is one of those places stuff accumulates, a tidal pool where junk washes up on shore. It's one of those places where thing go to die, too. I used to have a mixing bowl, but it slid off a pile and smashed and I never replaced it. I used to have some cake tins, but they rusted from neglect (I didn't replace those, they are still somewhere in my kitchen). I had flour once, but I struggle to get into my kitchen to use it, so the flour grew legs one day and had to be binned. (At least it got to the bin before it was able to carry itself there).

A lot of what I would like to do falls into a similar pattern when I start looking to do it... I'm sure there's a message in there for me somewhere.