All too often I get caught up in my work. I let myself get bogged down with the hundreds of things piling up. I sometimes feel like I’m drowning in a sea of words, computers, designing, color values and pictures. Then I go home and there’s a mountain of laundry, the sad unfinished quilt I started months ago, the one in the closet I started over ten years ago, my lonely Guitar and Dulcimer that sit in a corner collecting dust. Life gets so busy with work, meetings, ball games, events for school, events for work and many other things I won’t bore you with.