Complete lack of focus

I’ve lost it completely.  I can’t concentrate on work because I want to work on packing and moving.  I can’t concentrate on moving and packing because I want to focus on last-minute things (like packing) for next week’s vacation.  I can’t focus on the vacation because then I feel guilty.  For one, John isn’t going (it’s just me and Min), so it doesn’t seem fair to think only about that.  Second, I feel guilty because I should be paying attention to house stuff and only house stuff.  And work.  But mostly house stuff.  The end result is that I can’t pay attention to anything.  I’m like a goldfish.  Or Dory.  Who are you again?  I’ll just keep swimming.