Piece of cake, yes?
I still want to say, "yes, I can do that!" Even if I worry that it's adding yet another ball to the ones I'm juggling. "No problem!" I chirp when asked to do things spur of the moment when I realize I should be focusing on writing books and not scattering my energy and time all over the place.
In some ways, I have gotten better about time. I don't travel nearly as much as I used to. I do say "no" when an event isn't doable. I don't do Twitter (and never intend to), I'm not LinkedIn or GooglePlussed or anything besides Facebooked. I'm on two group blogs with other incredible women authors who are busy balancing their real lives and writing lives, too.
And, still, I find myself in binds over and over, where I know at least one thing won't get done on time. Where I realize I'll have to ask for an extension in order to finish my work and do it right. Man, I hate that.
I'm learning. That's all I can say. Every year when I do too much, I understand the things that I need to cut out the next time. It might be years before I'm a master at the fine art of juggling time, but I will get there. So long as no one gives me a deadline.