Bad signs:

My "to do" list is growing by the minute, and yet already there are things crossed off that I can't remember doing.

My "to do" list is multiplying (I think it's malignant) - and I can't remember writing any of them.

My mother is adding random items to my lists. This can't end well.

I can't understand the 'mil-speak' on my dental form. My soft-civvie dentist has no hope.

People are already avoiding my phone calls. They must telepathically know I am about to task/ask/beg.

I am rambling incoherently.