I feel like the Great Pink Woodworking Slug. I’ve been so busy at work trying to help make our company viable and writing best-selling (almost 100 copies) books that the only WW I’ve managed is to put together half a dozen book racks … which sit unfinished (in the stain/varnish sense) because I needed them to hold research materials. The writing desk and matching side table are sitting unfinished (in the incompleted sense) in the middle of my living room. About the only thing I’ve managed to complete is to repair my aunt’s ceiling in her garage. At least I finished something, even if it can’t be photographed and shown as a project (“You’re not taking any [bleep] pictures of this garage!”). I’m getting there, though. I actually got the rest of the wood I need to complete assembling the side table. I may be slow … but I’m slow.