one shovel at a time

The time changed today, springing forward. It's a gloomy Sunday morning, and I have studying to do. I also just remembered that I have to do my taxes, and the deadline for taxes is smack dab in the middle of final exams. I think I had better reevaluate how I spend whatever free time I have in the next month. If you like to garden, as I do, then this time of year brings many activities, all fun. But I think I had better consider my priorities before I commit to something I can't do. I can already feel myself starting to hyperventilate as I look at the next month. If I only wanted to pass, it would be less stressful, but of course, overachiever that I am, I want more than that. We do tend to dig our own graves, don't we.