New Year, Same Old Problem

Yes, I have plans for the new year: six books. This sounds great now, in January, before spring arrives. Realistically I’m looking at three.
But, who wants to be realistic in January?
Right now I have extra computer time every day because the days are short. Some have even been too cold or wet to lure me outside for time other than chore time. “The Carduan Chronicles,” “The City Water Project,” and my botany project are humming along.
Speed bumps loom. Seed catalogs have arrived. What will I attempt to grow in the garden this year? Time melts away working in the garden enjoying warm days.
And there are the baby chicks. I plan on twenty little pullets. Their house is rebuilt to discourage predators and keep them warmer during cold nights. Baby chicks are so cute and fun to watch.
Baby chicks are no competition for baby goats. March is kid month here. These cuties are time gluttons from the time they are born. And I grant it gladly for several months.
There are the usual time consumers: mucking out the barn, mulching the garden, spring cleaning in the house.
Write? When?
And this year I plan to spend one day a week out hiking to take pictures for the botany project. “The City Water Project” will take more time as, even though I’ve done all of the experiments, I need to redo them. Besides, building and shooting off a water rocket is fun.
I seem to have forgotten something. Book marketing. I love to write. I love to publish my books. I need to sell some of them. They must support themselves.
When do I do the book marketing?
Sigh.
Happy New Year everyone. May all of you get the gift of time. Send some my way. I need it too.