So many choices, so little time...

I know that other quilters joke about their UFO's and stash, but do they also feel mildly guilty as do I, that my quilting dreams and goals so constantly outreach the hours in the day and the money in my pocket?

This past winter, due to a flood in my laundry/sewing room, I was finally rewarded (after much sweat and elbow grease) with a newly redecorated room.  My projects and stash are now organized in semi-transparent plastic boxes to let me see at a quick glance what is waiting to be done, rather than having to dig through piles in the closet.  I thought this would be a GOOD thing....but those unfinished project GLARE at me through the boxes, saying "me first", and "why not me", and "Oooh - look what you could do with ME".   Am I an undiagnosed ADD adult, or just a normal quiltaholic?

And now the garden and greenhouse beckon as well, as days grow longer again and the sun warmer.

MANY, many years ago I received the gift of a t-shirt from my cousin, and the phrase on it holds as true for my life now when I am nearing retirement, just as much as it did back then  when my life revolved around children and elderly parents, school activities and work, scouts and sports.

"God put me on earth to accomplish a certain number of things.  Right now, I am so far behind, I will NEVER die!"