surrendering to relaxation

usually when I go to my families I sleep. I nap, I watch TV on DVD and relax. This time though I couldn't I was so wound up all I could do was keep active. Movies almost killed me sitting through long movies was almost impossible. I shovelled the driveway and kept doing dishes, went on walks and so on. I wasn't tired. Or so I thought. I thought "wow all I needed was to get away."

The real problem though was I wasn't relaxing. I was like a board ready to go surfing. Finally though we went to the house in the valley, I layed down to go to sleep on the lumpy old pull out couch and I crashed. I slept and I slept and I slept. I woke up in the morning and got up and then went back to bed. I watched my TV on DVD and movie after movie. I stopped. Suddenly I allowed myself to breathe. I dont know why it happend at that old house in the valley, maybe because it was familiar and my parents new house is not.

Since then I am back at home in Winnipeg and I am geared up and ready to back to school. I can feel though the daily stresses already picking at me. I have decided I need to find something here that will make me "Surrender to relaxtion" because if I get that would up again even my most patient of friends I'm sure won't want to know me.