When I saw March, I counted, hmm. . . . April, May, June, July. Let's see I've got that sweater that needs the sleeve redone sitting on my dresser since, lets see, this time last year. And the other one that needs 1 1/2 sleeves since at least March, and , and, and. . Not to mention the afghan that I abandoned for felted clogs.
I do know, though, that IT WILL ALL GET DONE! In it's own time. When I feel like it.