Guilt trips . . . I don't want to go on them anymore!

I wanted to be in bed by 9pm tonight. With one phone call that dream ended. I know that sounds kinda dramatic but that's how it felt. I ended up on the treadmill for 30 minutes which I will admit is a good thing but now it is 11:40pm and I am still up. I just wish that I could get out from under all the guilt that continues to be sent my way. It mostly brings up childhood stuff that I thought I have worked through but apprently I need to do more work in that area. Work work work . . . It never ends! Ugh!