It was hard to find places to step, coming out of school the other day, because I really do not like to walk on people's artwork.
We're on Spring Break this week and are trying not to burn out the first weekend; soccer practice and puppy kindergarten (against all odds, Biscuit graduated) and a far-away soccer game and a visit to Ken's parents (which Ken and Dean are on right now while I attempt to catch up on a zillion things at home). And those are just a few highlights. Just plain too much going on right now.
I'm cutting out pieces to make good on a quilt-making promise and still thinking that I can triumph over crochet. Making a mini April scrapbook because it seemed like a good idea at some point, baking, thinking about doing yard work, and cooking healthier dinners. Yes, almost simultaneously. Almost. Once when I just totally had my hands full (literally) and Dean asked me to do something MORE for him, I said, "how many things do you think I can do at one time?!?" I was exasperated. He didn't catch that exasperation part and after giving my question serious thought he answered, thoughtfully, "I don't know -- 10?"