I made a little progress on my backlog this weekend, insofar as I got Chri.stm.as put away. The tree and all decorations are down and put away; cards have been appropriately dealt with; and no trace of the holiday remains in our home.
In order to make this a reality, as well as get my other necessary household chores done, I had to give up my usual Saturday outing alone, but it was worth it to me for this week. I did not even start on going through the boys' clothing; I left that for another day (again).
I still feel behind at home, but perhaps not as far behind as I felt at the end of last week.
Work is another story. Lots to do, so nose to the grindstone. . . .