When your plate is full, you have three choices.
Worry about everything on your plate, and complain about how crazy-busy you are. Keep piling on more and more until you burn-out, break-down or somehow finally get through it all and then burn-out and break-down.
Remove something from your plate to make room for something that matters more.
Recognize your plate is full and say no to everything else so you can enjoy and engage in what is right in front of you.
Number one seems to be the way of the world, and it was my default choice until I remembered I had a choice.
You have a choice too.