My meaning of stress.

My weekend has been full of responsibilities that will not dispatch. Even when I try to escape, I am overwhelmed and a new priority has been mounted on top of everything else. I guess I'm in the stage of learning how to organize my time properly. The only bad thing about this is that no one can really help me with this. I have to figure it out and learn what is best for me. However, even knowing what is best for me isn't always what I want to do, so desire is decreased and stubbornness is increased. Oh what a pickle!