a pile of oranges

My new years resolutions have NOT being going well:
I have a pile of oranges (what is the collective name for oranges ??) waiting to be made into marmalade before they rot.
It is a non-stop nagathon to try & get K&F to behave & stop fighting, so I am not being very nice to them.
Top client is going to call it a day......can't afford to keep paying me, aghhhhh.
Web site not finished so have not yet contacted agents to try & sell cards.
Done one pr mailshot need to do more.
Excersise programme not great, interrupted by one week of chicken pox & about to be disrupted by another as flicks came out in spots today.
Healthy eating hopeless....had to finish the xmas chocolate ( I have been rationing myself to small daily dose rather than eating it all in one go which does show some self restraint, I think) and made scones with kitters this afternoon, of course, that was education & children's entertainment rolled into one.
Did manage to pursuade Tim to fix lamp I got for xmas LAST year & now it works, a triumph !
Keep being distracted by Sunday papers (it does take me ALL week to read them - I really don't know how people have the time to read a paper every day, well probably less telly & a later bed time & maybe getting up even earlier) rather than cleaning my filthy house or bringing in logs or going for a walk.
Infact, I think reading the papers is bad for me as everytime I open a paper, I seem to end up reading about the horrendous possibility of devolution which would make Alex Salmond even more smug than he actually is. I already have an overwhelming desire to punch him whenever I see him speak.....so it is clearly having a negative effect on my otherwise calm & rational & easy going nature.
EEEEEEnough.