Thursday was porch and yard day….
~clean the porch
~sweep the sidewalk
~ spread compost in flower beds
And I got most of it done, but dark settled over my lawn before I could finish spreading the compost and put a coat of poly on my front door,
which made Friday yard day:
~finish shoveling compost into flower beds
~transplant purple fountain grass, potato vine and liriope.
~ poly front door
None of that happened. Even after 8 hours of sleep, I was exhausted, had no energy and was sore from all of the work the day before.
So today was going to be the day. But as my daughter sat next to me vying for my attention while I checked in on my blog, I struggled.
And then I had a moment of clarity. The only reason that I’m so concerned about getting the yard done is because I don’t want the neighbors to be upset about the large pile of dirt sitting in my yard….right by the street. That and the fact that I’m on borrowed time, literally, with the wheelbarrow my friend lent me.
The fact of the matter is my friend does not care about getting his wheelbarrow back, and if there are any neighbors feeling put out over my eyesore of a yard, they can get over it.
The fact that my yard will have to wait another day or two is so insignificant compared to spending quality time with my daughter.
I don’t call that procrastination. I call it smart.
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I’ll see you in class…right now I have a date with my daughter.