In the aftermath of preparing for the state fair, many chores, large and small, are awaiting my attention.

Some of them involve my home. To that end, before I even thought about picking up a crochet hook this morning, I did two loads of laundry and a load of dishes. I have yet to restock the pantry, but did make a mental note of what items I need to buy the next time I manage to get myself to a grocery store.

Some of the housekeeping involves crochet.

I belong to an African Flower Hexagon motif swap, and I am, at the moment, what is termed a “bad swapper.”

I got my hexagons made and sent off to my swapping partners in July, but August and September were another story. Completely consumed by my state fair project, I didn’t make one stitch for any of the motifs I was supposed to have made, let alone the requisite number of stitches needed to make an entire hexagon.

Today, after the laundry and dishes were done, I decided I needed to remedy my bad swapper status. To that end, I began work on the 12 motifs that I am in arrears and managed to get this far with them:

Once I had made measurable progress toward once again becoming a good citizen with regard to the swap group I belong to, I made these six granny squares for my Go-go granny dress:

As of this morning, October is more than halfway over, Halloween is just 13 days away, and I am not remotely close to ready. Part of me wanted to engage in some righteous indignation about the speed with which time passes, but frankly, there isn’t sufficient time. I need to take my hook in hand and get busy.