Does it sometimes feel that all you are really working towards in life is an empty plate? That is, having the opposite of having a lot on your plate? This is what it feels like to me. And it is pretty futile since life will keep piling the food on, no matter how much you eat or how quickly.
I think that the reason I feel vaguely unsettled most of the time is because I like the neatness of a completed task or to-do list. And that completion never seems to happen because there is always something else that I need to do. Another house chore, another book to read, another TV show to watch, another quilt to sew, another email to send, another bit of club admin to do.
It would make it a lot easier if I didn’t focus on finishing, but just focused on enjoying the process (as much as that is possible when one of the components of that process is ironing).