Not enough hours in the day

A loyal customer returned her patio pots last Sunday for me to replant and said that she would like to pick them up on Sat. I said sure no problem. It's 10:40 pm Friday and I still have one to go. Looks like I will not be sleeping in. Even though I would rather be working in the green house than doing any thing else, its seems as though there is an invisible force that pulls me in every direction away from the greenhouse (job and family). I love my husband, my kids, my grandchildren, but most of the time it seems that they don't get just how much I love to be in the greenhouse and that I made a commitment to my customers. I think that I have spent too many years believing that I could do everything, but am finally resigning to the fact that I really can't. Oh well until another day, may your thumb always be green.