It’s Monday morning and I’ve a list of things to do a mile long.  How does this happen?

• finish sewing hat for R’s Halloween costume. 
• get ingredients to make this stew when we carve pumpkins
• buy pumpkins for carving
• put away all the prints that are currently lying around the house like I don’t care about them
• start and finish the collograph for Wednesday’s printmaking class
• make Halloween cards for friends before Halloween
• make wrappers for raisin boxes for P’s Halloween party that say “monster boogers”
• make banana bread before bananas are beyond hope

You noticed of course that no housework is on the list.  Honestly, who has the time?