Marcia,
I don't cope well with it either.Most of the time, I curl into a ball. I didnt even make it to putting SHEETS on my bed, let alone make the bed. My house looked like a hurricane hit it. It was all I could do to go to work. I had horrible feelings of impending doom. I guess we all just do the best we can do. I found that making lists helped somewhat, but even that was overwhelming. I guess, just don't be so hard on yourself. I was actually relieved to get a diagnosis of Bipolar. I thought I was just crazy. It sounds like you manage the best you can with your post its. :-)
guess what i've managed to do so far today?
outside of putting water out for the cats & taking my daughter to school (necessary life things)
i took a shower
first one in ... uh... 4 days, i think? maybe 5.. no, maybe 3
anyway
yesterday... i did 2 psych evals (I transcribe for a pdoc for some cash) and 1 load of clothes did I put in the washer and actually turned that machine on... oh, and did send off money for 2 way overdue bills
but today.. so far... and it's 11:56am on Thursday the 3rd of May
i've taken a shower
and you know... the way my mind is today... may be the only thing that gets done
why? Because my mind is in deep deep dark depression and the energy is so drained out of my hourglass... seriously, i just simply cannot right now - do anything else.. and yes, the thoughts and inside voices are berating the hell out of me... not pleasant, i'll give you that
marcia... you've been in the hospital, you've been ill... please be kind to yourself ... some of this may be a residual of that... peace 
Marcia, I don't cope very well sometimes. I am like you...post it: brush teeth, take a shower, wash hair (I don't know why but I hate taking a shower and washing my hair when I am depressed). Bedroom: make bed (almost never gets done), laundry (run out of clothes), living room: vacuum, clean...forget about dust. Kitchen...take dishes out of dishwasher, clear counters, clean refrigerator, buy food..... Some days I manage to get 1-2 things done in ONE room, but on some days, I don't get any done. I beat myself up a lot, telling myself I'm just lazy and not depressed. I leave a lot of things until the very last minute...then I have no choice but to see the task through, even if it only a half attempt with half a success. I feel like i am plodding though life. So many people have no home to live in, and I have a nice home and can't seem to take care of it. I absolutely dread having someone over. I don't know if I cope...I just manage to survive when I am depressed.