Paralyzed? Hoarder?

Just curious...have you ever had so much to do that you felt like you couldn't even begin?  It is almost like I feel paralyzed.  I am sitting here while Little Miss takes her bath.  To make the best of time, I SHOULD clean my sinks or toilet, but I can't move.  I keep trying to tell myself that my summer break is almost here and it will all get done in time.  Surely, I will have enough time to get our lives put back together.    

Who am I kidding?  Being at home with the kids only makes me want to play more which means there will be more of a mess.  Over the last couple of days, I have been wondering what is my problem.  Why can't I get everything done?  It just seems to be a never ending list of to dos and then I get so stinking frustrated that I can't finish projects that I started last summer.  Yes, I just admitted that.  UGH!  I promise that I am the most disorganized, organized person you will ever meet.  Take some time and think about that statement...seems like an oxymoron and since I can be a moron...this statement rings even more true.  :) As a teacher, I thrive on organization.  I never leave my room (now it is a cubby) without my desk being completely cleared off and everything put back in its place.  So, where is the transfer?  It's like my brain goes into disfunction on the drive back from school.  Speaking of disfunction...if you were to see my house right now, you would think that we are living in pure disfunction.  Why?  My daughter is a hoarder.  Please understand that I am not being hateful, but stating the truth.  I have heard that those that hoard have a high intelligence.  Have I really heard that or am I just trying to make myself feel better?  I am going with the former rather than the latter.  The girl has to pack a bag every time we go somewhere.  She is particular about what goes in the bag and will know if something is missing.  It has gotten to the point that she will dig her favorite outfits (which are swimsuits and gymnastics attire) out of the dirty clothes and sneak it into her bag.  The other day, I took her to the sitter's in a cute outfit and picked her up looking like a rag doll.  She was actually wearing a dirty leotard.  That is a silly word...leotard!  I love this doll baby so much, but the messes are getting extreme.   

Betcha are wondering what is behind Princess Tent Door #1!   

Can you believe that all fit in that little tent?  Girl packs some serious junk!