What?

My life since the semester ended:

1. Wake up far earlier than any self-respecting night owl should be expected to open her eyes
2. Stagger into the shower and make myself less offensive to the outside world
3. Drive to work
4. Have coffee whilst wondering how I got to the office
5. Work
6. Lunch (Check Facebook and blogs)
7. Work
8. Drive home with big plans on what I’m going to accomplish that evening
9. Sit down on couch
10. Kick self at 10 p.m. for not having accomplished anything

It’s not that I’ve done nothing. It’s that I’ve had little direction in what I have done. Typical of me. I sit down to blog and then I realize that I just don’t have the energy to form a coherent thought, let alone put it in written form for all three of you to read. But I will try to be better. I promise. I have photos that I told Mel I would post–and I will! Not right now, mind you, as they’re on my laptop and I’m at the office. But I will.

I keep trying to think of ways that I can motivate myself to stay moving once I get home. Yesterday was actually a good day. I was out and about on Mother’s Day and somehow ended up with two flats of flowers, a hanging basket, a shepherd’s hook (to hang said basket) and three containers of Black Mondo grass that I am ridiculously in love with.

Unfortunately, we had plans that evening and frost was expected that night, so there was no planting to be done. We were having a hard enough time finding things to cover all the things that we’ve already stuck in the ground! I had made up my mind that I was going to plant when I got home last night. But it was awfully chilly with the wind blowing…

I had nearly talked myself out of it when I decided that I would just go out to the garage and at least get some of the empty boxes tossed into the recycling bin, to clear a little more space. And it worked. I hauled the boxes out, and then gathered up some stuff to be thrown away, and before I knew it I wasn’t noticing the cold.

So, I pulled up a chair out of the wind and started planting annuals in containers. Before I knew it, I had planted flowers in all of my containers but one. (And I still have a LOT more flowers to find homes for.) Then I went into the house, washed up, finished the dishes that The Boyfriend had started before he left for work, did two loads of laundry, called and scheduled two follow up appointments with my eye doctor and made a looooooong overdue hair appointment.

All in all, pretty impressive. I know the snowball effect works and yet I so rarely implement it. I wish I could figure out what combination of factors have to be present in order for me to do it all the time. If I could, there would be no stopping me.

Even blogging about it doesn’t hold me accountable, because it’s easy enough to just not post.

So… I don’t know. Any suggestions?