Overwhelmed

I have an inbox full of paperwork to catch up on, a dozen phone calls to return, several emails to respond to, a stack of bills to pay, a virtual mountain of laundry to catch up on, a baby shower to finish planning, several projects still left to complete before tomorrow, receipts to file, coupons to organize, a grocery list to complete, a few estimates to type up for Chad, a plethora of boxes that I have received in the last week that are stacked so high in the closet in my office that they are starting to fall into my office, to go through, a car that needs to be taken in for an oil change, washed and vacuumed, and more than just basic cleaning to do in my house.
And what am I doing?
I am overwhelmed. It's not any ones fault that I am feeling this way. It's not Chad, the kids, or anyone else that is doing any of this. It just is.
Chad is working harder than I have any right to expect. He has been working 12 hours days for the past two weeks and it is starting to wear on him. I have been helping out when I can, unfortunately that is causing a backlog of all the above things to come crashing down.
But we have a plan. And we are committed to this plan. And it will work. So, I will whittle through my list of to do things and make my new lists and things will get back on track.
Or my head will explode.