Since August 1, I have done as much as I could to keep as many of my non-state-fair-project obligations at bay as was possible, but this morning, I had my post state fair reckoning.
As a result of my success in my endeavor to put things off until tomorrow, dust has accumulated, animal hair and laundry have piled up, and now it is time for me to focus on attending the the matters I have let slide over the past 75 days — the only quandary? Where to start.
After I had tended to the usual Tuesday morning chore, I turned my attention to some cubbies I had purchased in the hopes of getting myself organized:

And they have worked, but not as I had planned.
Instead of housing yarn, crochet tools, and notebooks, they came to house an inordinate number of partially completed projects, of which this preemie-sized Dotghan is one:

Begun sometime in August when I took a few days off to work on a baby blanket inspired by the game DOTS, I had finished crocheting the blanket itself, and had even taken time to mark where the completed crochet dots would be appliqued, but had not yet finished the one-round half double dots that would be needed.
So today, as I tried to catch up on laundry and bring greater order to the entropy that seemed to have enveloped the household, I crocheted the dots I would need, and shortly before the increasingly earlier sunset, I got this photo.
Tomorrow, I will once again set aside some time to work on the chores I have so long neglected, but I will also do what I can to make time to finish these undone projects so that instead of languishing unused in a cubby in my home, they can become useful objects that can bring a measure of comfort and joy to whomever it is that uses it:

I think I hate you! You are so organized! I cannot in my wildest dreams imagine my work room looking that neat, even with my advanced photo editing skills. I am so jealous, impressed, outraged, pathetic!
It is only that clean because my son came to visit.