This is not a boast but I'm knackered because I've caused it.
Last night I prepared apples and cranberries to make jelly preserves today.
However so far I've made passata because I saw the tomatoes in the greenhouse needed using up. Then whilst the kettle was boiling so I could skin the tomatoes I decided to make a jelly for dessert tonight.
I then spotted some fruit flies and saw there were 2 very ripe bananas in the fruit bowl so I've made mini banana and sultana loaves to use them up.
I went upstairs to go to the toilet and had an idea for artwork in my dolls house beach hut which I fiddled about with for 15 minutes.
I emptied frozen passata out of their plastic boxes into a freezer bag and washed the plastic boxes for today's passata.
I've washed dishes twice ready for the next exercise.
I've peeled 4 large mushrooms in readiness for tonight's dinner and no doubt in 1/2 hour I'll be preparing the rest of the vegetables.
I still have the apple and cranberry jelly to make and jars to sterilise and obviously more dishes to wash.
I can't stop spotting things to do which I do find pleasurable but not all at the same time (I wouldn't have as much enthusiasm to juggle ironing, hoovering and cleaning the bathroom).
Is there anyone else who can relate?