To be completely honest, it doesn’t take very much to overwhelm me, and once I am overwhelmed, I tend to not bother doing anything at all. Back when I was in school, I could always study instead. Now I don’t really have that excuse any more.
There is everything in the yard… I haven’t even started the compost pile yet. My little indoor compost pail is going to overflow soon and I still haven’t cleared the area for my compost outside.
I haven’t planted my basil because I can’t decide where they should go (in a plastic planter or in the ground where it may be eaten by bunnies or other small creatures).
I haven’t figured out how to repair the old shower that goes with my claw-foot bathtub so I can finally start using it. I don’t think it has been used as long as we have owned the house. Something is wrong with it but the parts just look so ancient I wonder if they are still made. Hardware stores smell strange and tend to be overwhelming. I think this shower thing is beyond my expertise, but I promised Chun I would do my best because he misses playing with a shower curtain and the other shower has a glass folding door that frustrates him. There just doesn’t seem to be a point hanging a curtain if I’m never going to use the shower, and besides that bathroom is so much nicer than the other one with the functional shower.
I haven’t disposed of the now-dried lilacs that I had decorating my room because I’m so sad that lilacs are done for the year (some varieties are still in bloom but not the ones in the Miao garden).
I haven’t cleaned the fridge – no matter how careful I am, my kombucha pitcher always creates a little puddle on the top shelf and it is sticky and gross and it bothers me every time I open the fridge. I also suspect that I have rotting apples somewhere back in there, and possibly a rutabaga that I bought in February. How long do they last?
Oh, and have I mentioned that I still have three or four boxes that I haven’t completely unpacked since I moved back in December?