If I can possibly fuck it up it seems I will. I'm manic and this house is driving me nuts! I can't keep up. When I try to do anything I screw it up. Broke a plate doing dishes tonight, and somehow managed to kick a rotting pumpkin as I was coming up the steps into the house. Destroyed my slippers I love to wear around here, and the pants I was wearing. I can assure I won't be sleeping tonight, and if this gets much worse...neither will anyone else. Fucking fed up with not being able to do what I need to.