Why I haven't even commented on my son's wedding... or anything else!

John and I have felt overloaded for several months now - not by work really so much as by too many voices, sudden changes and the general confusion that occurs when there are too many competing events.

But I think that there is an even more important reason. My room...

Its hard to think when your desk looks like this!

And I suppose it began to look like this because I was overloaded by other things, but somewhere along the line it became a cycle. Sort of like the old poem:

DO YE NEXT THING

"Lose this day loitering, and 'twill be the same story

Tomorrow; and the next, more dilatory:

The indecision brings its own delays,

And days are lost, lamenting o'er lost days."