Plans, plans…all the plans

Yesterday was not a good day. With total brain fog I couldn’t even see what needed doing or changing, let alone how to do or change them, so today I have decided to find the biggest (metaphorical) frog and eat that first.

My To Do list for today goes as follows:

  • Write a blog post
  • Indulge in horrible, horrible, horrible core exercises which are doing me the world of good
  • Shower and dress as a normal person
  • Put the clean duvet cover on the spare bed
  • Write the letter I have been putting off
  • Trim the small vaguely Italian looking hedge in the garden so that it looks a little more Italian looking and less ‘undergrowth you need a machete to hack through’
  • Finish the ink wash on the latest arty-fart
  • Respond politely to a distinct lack of information (cryptic and intriguing eh?)
  • Rest and luxuriate in the knowledge that stuff has been done.

There are other things that need doing too of course. Coffee must be drunk and food eaten, but if I cannot make a Work To Do list then this will have to suffice.

Minor update: it turns out that attempting to germinate cress seeds that should have been planted in 2017 will still succeed, they just take a lot longer than normal so it won’t be FREE SALAD next week, it might not even be free salad the week after, but one day…one day soon…FREE SALAD!

One day……

7 Comments Add yours

  1. dustbunnies436 says:

    Thank you for the smiles. My head is full of manure and yearns for fog, lol. Maybe even a frog. Way to go with the self-discipline!

    1. errantmoon says:

      I’ll swap you some fog for some manure, then I could spend the whole day in the garden getting mucky and growing lovely stuff (which I must start labelling because I don’t remember what I plant).
      Two down, many to go…
      I hope something delightful and unexpected emerges from your brain manure.

      1. dustbunnies436 says:

        😀 ❤

  2. Why a frog? Why a live frog? What did frogs ever to do Mr. Twain? Sensing a pet peeve developing …

    1. errantmoon says:

      Since writing that post I have heard it be attributed to someone completely different…Mr Twain has no beef with frogs apparently.

  3. Respond politely to a distinct lack of information reads exactly like a cryptic clue from a crossword.
    I bet the people that write those for a living are absolute hell to know in real life you know.
    Well done with the cress. Did you know that wild cress only grows in cotton fields? I made that up

    1. errantmoon says:

      Similar conversations (with more swearing and name-calling) have been had in this house about crossword writers. Great minds all want to slap the same people silly an’ all that.
      You’ve got me pondering what would happen to the cress if I left it alone instead of FREE SALAD’ing it….Hmmmmmm, I wonder if it would eventually turn into a tall and magnificent tree of some sort…not that I have anywhere to put one of those of course.
      What makes it all worse is that I decided the distinct lack of information didn’t actually need a reply so I have left them hanging without even a confirmation of receipt (#evil laugh)

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