So many projects, so little time!

I’m sure there are many of you who can relate to this. I’ve just got too many things on my plate right now, and most of it is my own doing! This is both at home and at work . . . I’m starting to feel overwhelmed, which leads to avoiding things, which makes the whole situation get even worse!

I’m behind on filing and calendar issues at work, both of which are a bit of a mess and will take lots of time to get straightened out. Guess its time to cut back on the “fun” stuff for a while and get some work done . . . . oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

In terms of fiber projects, I’m trying to finish a birthday gift by this Saturday. This was something I really should have planned out more carefully and now I’m kicking myself for not managing it better. I do think I can get it done, but it means other areas may suffer for a few days while I knit frantically!

This past Sunday, M and I went to a lovely fiber gathering in R.I. We all spun and knit and had pot-luck on the lawn. There were visits with some very cute Icelandic sheep, several sweet little angora buns, chickens galore, quail and even 2 furiocious watchdogs ; ) It was a new group for both of us, but they made us feel very welcome and we will likely make the trek again next month, time/weather permitting.

This coming weekend is the holiday weekend and I’ve arranged to take Friday off from work. I really can use a 4-day weekend at this point. So at this point, here is my plan. Thursday a couple of friends are coming over for the evening . . . . there will likely be knitting, spinning and wine involved . . . Friday I plan to work on canning up some of the pears from the tree in our front yard. I haven’t done any pears in years so I’m at bit out of practice, but I don’t expect it to be too difficult. . . . Saturday I plan to make Blueberry perserves to put up for the winter . . . . and then Saturday evening we are going to a Birthday dinner for a friend. Sunday we head to NH for DH’s god-daughter’s send-off to college party, which will likely include a swim in the lake, weather permitting. Then in the evening we are headed to another friends house for a little get together . . . . Monday, once I’ve recovered from the partying, will be about making a batch or 2 of home-made, cold-process soap! So as you can see, nothing relaxing about the weekend I have planned. Lots to do, it should all be fun, but I will be on the go the whole weekend.

Actually, this is becoming typical of what happens with our weekends, this is just even more so because of the extra days . . . At this point, I believe every weekend this fall is spoken for in some way and all will likely become just as crazy. How did life get so busy? When did weekends become filled with just as many appointments as week days? I don’t really remember when the change happened, perhaps it was gradual . . . but I do remember when weekends were about sleeping late, watching Sat. morning cartoons while eating sugary cereals, and just hanging out around the house. . . . Granted, the things that happen on weekends now, are for the most part fun, but somehow there is something different about knowing weeks in advance that all of your weekends have been scheduled . . . taken up with activites that there just isn’t time for during the week, either things we want to do or need to do or both. Perhaps I need to schedule myself a weekend off? I wonder if it is even possible to do such a thing any more? I think, at this point, it would be the end of September, at least, before I even could and more likely after the trip to Italy which would mean early November! Gosh, by then the holidays are upon us and there is no turning back . . . things to bake and wrap and parties to plan and attend . . .

Where has this year gone to? They say time moves faster when you get older . . . well, I get motion sickness and if it moves any faster than this I’ll sure be ill! Of course, I’m one of those crazies who can get motion sick on a “Merry-go-round” . . . .

The weather here is starting to feel like Fall. There is just something in the light or the air or maybe both . . . . even the past few days when it has warmed up there has still been something yelling “Falls here” to my senses. This time of year makes me crave warm socks, soft shawls, home baked bread and it brings out the packrat in me. I must have been a squirrel in a former life; this time of year makes me want to produce large quantities of canned goods to put in the basement and start baking again!

Now if only I had some free time to do it all!