Tempus fugit

I'm working today, tomorrow and most of next week, plus my Dad's coming to stay from Monday for a few nights so he can go to hospital and have his cataracts fixed.
So every minute I have spare, I'm in my room, making stuff.
The big sale is scheduled for the end of November, and I'm starting to work out how many days I have left and therefore how much needs to be made every day. Which is a big mistake!