It's official there's no room in my life for the things that I would actually call my life!
All that time set aside to literally put the house in order was totally monopolised rescuing someone else from their own disaster. Now December is looming and I just have a handful of days to myself in which to get anything done when there isn't half a dozen other people trying to get a piece of my time.
So, where to go from here? Do I set aside all forms of creativity - crafting, decorating, photography - it seems the obvious thing to do, but then what is left of me? Just a shell? What do I do?