I always have such high hopes for my weekends. I figure, “this will be the weekend that I pull out my jewelry supplies and make something fantastic”, or “I know I am finally going to make that adorable wristlet purse”, or “Gee, I promised I would knit a dinosaur for a friends son, so hey, I can bang that out this weekend” and so on. At the end of the weekend the time I finally get the laundry put away, the apartment is in a place where I don’t want to scream because every where I look is a pile of stuff and maybe I get in a drink with friends or some soccer. I think that I need better time management skills…


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