I woke up this morning (after only not quite six hours of sleep) in a cold sweat. Now, that may be peri-menopause (I have been waking in a sweat with alarming frequency lately) or it may be the sad, messy, disorganized and basically just time-crunched state of my life at present.
Here is my craft studio, after my kids made a craft of their own (which they promised to clean up after. Yeah, right!):
As I lay, sweating, in bed this morning, I calculated that with a mere four hours more per day I could keep on top of it all: parenting, housework, laundry, cooking, recreation…life!
Now where is that time-turner?