Never enough time

This blog is only a few minutes old, and already I'm having to rush outta here. There's never enough time to do what I need to do. Working mothers--are there any other kind BUT working?

My priority for the last year has been to finish building a built-in bookcase and desk for my daughter. It was her birthday present last year, and it's still only a fraction done. I'm ready to prime and paint, and this beastly cold has prevented me from doing it in the garage. She's being very patient, esp. considering her mom's method of constructing--do it once, wrong. Do it again, better. But never perfect. Oh well, I'm determined to learn how to be a woodworker.

Got a table saw for Christmas! A router for my birthday! I'm dangerous, now.