Sunday -- Life Maintenance Day
It's noon.
I haven't gotten dressed yet.
I can't go on like this. I've got to shake off this post-divorce depression.
So... today is the only day of the week that I'm not working at work. It's time to work at home.
TO-DO LIST
In no particular order...
wash dishes
clean off kitchen counter tops
wash laundry
take out trash
take out recycling
mow back yard
mow front tree lawn
weed front steps
weed front terraces
weed back terrace -- try to keep the mint in place
test & balance spa water
change sheets on bed
hang/put away clean laundry
clean upstairs -- make ready for new tenant
grocery shopping
buy shoes
sort, catalog & box M15 red
sort, catalog & box M15 green
sort, catalog & box M15 colorless
prepare backpack for school tomorrow: textbook, paper, writing implements, laptop, school clothes, MetroLink pass
So, there are 20 useful and productive things I could do today. Let's see how many I can do before bedtime, hey? I have a fruit pie and ice cream in the freezer; if I get a reasonable number of these things done today, I'll give myself a treat tonight.
Let me say, I am completely gobsmacked by how difficult it is to find/buy a sensible pair of sandals in St Louis in the high summer. While I was out, I recalled that the last time I did battle with trumpet vine, I really wished I'd had a wheelbarrow. So I bought one. I'll have to assemble it; by then it will be getting dark. So, I'll content myself with a preliminary attack against the Plant Invaders today, using chemical weapons.
EDIT: Oops. Got into a political discussion with my neighbors while I was taking out the recycling. Dark now. I'll have to do Plant Wars another day. But it wasn't wasted time; talking to people about things that matter to them is almost never wasted time.
FURTHER EDIT: Standing around without moving, wearing short pants at sundown is not a particularly good idea. What do the mosquitoes eat when they can't get woof?
BONUS: I used a $20 birthday gift certificate from Casual Male XL before it expired. Didn't get sandals there, as I'd hoped, but I did get another good-quality belt that fits me, and I needed that.
FINAL RESULT: No pie for woof. I don't consider 60% a passing grade on any test. That said, I'll take it as a victory over the post-divorce depression. After all, I set a goal. My next goal? To get up and go to work on time!
I haven't gotten dressed yet.
I can't go on like this. I've got to shake off this post-divorce depression.
So... today is the only day of the week that I'm not working at work. It's time to work at home.
TO-DO LIST
In no particular order...
wash dishes
clean off kitchen counter tops
wash laundry
take out trash
take out recycling
mow back yard
mow front tree lawn
weed front steps
weed front terraces
weed back terrace -- try to keep the mint in place
test & balance spa water
change sheets on bed
hang/put away clean laundry
clean upstairs -- make ready for new tenant
grocery shopping
buy shoes
sort, catalog & box M15 red
sort, catalog & box M15 green
sort, catalog & box M15 colorless
prepare backpack for school tomorrow: textbook, paper, writing implements, laptop, school clothes, MetroLink pass
So, there are 20 useful and productive things I could do today. Let's see how many I can do before bedtime, hey? I have a fruit pie and ice cream in the freezer; if I get a reasonable number of these things done today, I'll give myself a treat tonight.
Let me say, I am completely gobsmacked by how difficult it is to find/buy a sensible pair of sandals in St Louis in the high summer. While I was out, I recalled that the last time I did battle with trumpet vine, I really wished I'd had a wheelbarrow. So I bought one. I'll have to assemble it; by then it will be getting dark. So, I'll content myself with a preliminary attack against the Plant Invaders today, using chemical weapons.
EDIT: Oops. Got into a political discussion with my neighbors while I was taking out the recycling. Dark now. I'll have to do Plant Wars another day. But it wasn't wasted time; talking to people about things that matter to them is almost never wasted time.
FURTHER EDIT: Standing around without moving, wearing short pants at sundown is not a particularly good idea. What do the mosquitoes eat when they can't get woof?
BONUS: I used a $20 birthday gift certificate from Casual Male XL before it expired. Didn't get sandals there, as I'd hoped, but I did get another good-quality belt that fits me, and I needed that.
FINAL RESULT: No pie for woof. I don't consider 60% a passing grade on any test. That said, I'll take it as a victory over the post-divorce depression. After all, I set a goal. My next goal? To get up and go to work on time!