oooooops

I did it again. I get so enamored by the concept of free time and doing fun things that I start doing too many of them simultaneously. I'm in the middle of three different books and I started making four aprons. I have so many loose ends (literally and figuratively), I'm not sure which one to pick up first.

And instead of trying to pick up one or another, I blog about it.

Has anyone seen my apparently misplaced logic?