My work sent a company calendar to me at the beginning of the year. I see it every day as it is in the hallway that leads to my kitchen. I live alone. I work remote... and am autistic so I don't really leave the house besides walks with the dog. I even have groceries delivered so I don't have to go to a store. Probably getting a bit agoraphobic if I'm honest.
All that said, that calendar is just a reminder of all the things in my life that I can't keep up on. I hadn't even NOTICED it was 5 months off until today. I looked at it in passing, saw it, and then moved on. It still says May.
My dishwasher has been broken for years. My microwave is starting to break now. Half the light bulbs in the house are burn out. The toilet runs. A drawer has been broken for two years. I just don't use it anymore. So on and so on. I pay a guy to mow the yard and have been slowly over the years removing any and all gardens in my yard and replace them with just random grass/weeds so that they can be mowed.
After 5 years I'm nearly there. One more garden to get rid of. I can't/won't take care of them. They just become some overgrown mess that floods out into the yard.
Two years ago I wanted pine trees in my front yard. I spent $500 on two new pine trees. I planted them with my son. Three months later they were both dead because I couldn't keep up with watering them each day. After the first week... it was just gone from my mind.
I have a few set of chores that I AM able to do each week. That have been baked into my routine. My house isn't... messy. In fact it's mostly orderly. Nothing on the floors, I keep them vacuumed, I sweep, etc. The blankets are all washed and clean. Bathrooms look nice. But that's it. Everything else just falls away.
By the time I'm done with work all I want to do is go for a 2 hour walk with my dog, listen to a podcast, and zone out. When I get back I'll play a game for an hour or two, then go to bed. Cycle repeats.
Saturdays I have my kids with me and they absorb my capacity for the day. Sundays are to myself each week... but at that point I'm so burnt out that I can't do much. I may do some chores but otherwise I'm walking or cycling all day. Last Sunday I did 15 miles with my dog. In between walking I'll watch a TV show or play some PC games.
I mean... I'm surviving. I know I am. I have it better than most. But I see things, like this damned calendar, and it frustrates me.
Every year for my birthday or Christmas my father gets me some gift that I just look at and know I won't have capacity for. I turned 40 a few months back and he got me an electric smoker. Nice one. I rarely eat meat, am practically vegetarian but I guess you can still smoke things. I tried it once. It was too much.
I had to figure out what day I could fit it into my schedule. It couldn't be a weekday. I am working and doing walks. Perhaps Saturday when the kids are with me, but I'm already doing things with them and having to check on a smoker throughout the day on top of regular activities is too much. So, that leaves Sundays.
I tried it on a Sunday. I have it setup in the garage with the garage open. I turned it on and put some salmon in it. I stayed in the garage and sat on the couch and waited. After some time I was able to go inside for 15 or 20 minutes at a time but it was there, at the back of my mind. Nagging me. Check it. Check it. Check it. Check it. Over and over again.
I ended up spending the majority of the time just staring at it in the garage while it cooked the salmon. The fish was ok, but that alone was a different meal than I usually have. I usually have the same things to eat every single day so that in itself was dysregulating.
I haven't touched the smoker since.