I know that this may sound strange to many of you, but in chatting with other fibromites on a Facebook page I admin, I know I am far from alone... So, what do I do? I clean, I cook, I do the laundry, I put the house into the 'immaculateness' as is humanly possible for me....why? This is only going to make it worse...but I do it any ways. For me, I think I do it is that I start going into a sort of 'survival mode'. I know that I am going to be out for the count for at least a few days, hopefully not longer. And having a bit of OCD in regards to things being done, I know that if I don't do it *now* (whilst I am still able to), it will actually bug and bother me the whole time. So, I get it out of the way. I also think that I do it because for me, along with eating, it is a distraction method in regards to pain. If I am distracting myself...and try to push through it, I know that it will all get done. Then I can take my meds, have a long, hot soak in the tub, tuck myself up in bed with my heating pad and ice packs (neck swollen - whole other story that isn't FM related) and can, 'relax', knowing everything I needed to do is done. Pacing? What's that?! Yep, I am the person who tells everyone else that they need to learn how to pace themselves...tsk tsk. I guess for me, I am scared that if I actually stop and sit down, I won't have the energy to keep going...and it only staves off getting things done sooner, so that I CAN go into my flare up knowing things are all done. I have my DVDs beside me, the cat(s), and I can actually feel my shoulders to start to come down from my ears. That is what I do! What do you do? Am I the only one on here who is that stark raving mad?