Buy eclairs. It’s a new month. It’s time for a new dozen of eclairs.
Don’t buy vegetable seeds. I don’t have a place set up to start seedlings and I don’t have a garden. Or a yard. Not buying seeds has been a real struggle. I will likely fail. If not this week, another week. Yes. I do put ‘Don’t buy vegetable seeds’ on each week’s to do list. (Seriously, how can I resist this. Or this. And all of these.)
Move the things. I’ve had my house for eleven months now. I’ve moved furniture around in my room at least five times. Three of those times it was a full-on Chinese fire drill. Other times it’s just this piece of furniture, or those three pieces of furniture. This week it was three things, plus a few dozen books. When everything is perfect, I’ll stop moving things. Until then, things will move.
Do laundry. It’s been a few weeks. I’m low on clothes. More important, I’m down to my last set of clean sheets. I might have four sets of sheets for my queen bed (only three in summer because flannel, gross). No question, I change then more than the average person. More even than the usually clean person.
Buy the book. I am going to read a book for work. It is about teaching vocabulary. I don’t teach but I do design material for people to self-teach. I might have chosen this book because I am trying to learn several thousand new words for the GRE, which is more likely to influence me than wanting brownie points at work.
Buy more coke. I was down to four 2 liters. A local grocery store was selling them for $1 plus you saved $.75 when you purchased them in groups of three. I bought 24.
Don’t spend money. It’s Fiscal Fast February, yo. That means no money spending on anything beyond utilities and gas to get to and from work. Not even on groceries. Here at the book nook we’re eating from our already purchased food items for the time being. Yes, I realize this is in direct conflict with two of my other week items. (See ‘Buy the book.’ and ‘Buy more coke.’)
Refresh the flowers. I buy discount grocery store flowers. The ones that are starting to look sad and wilty. I bring them home and arrange them (badly) in my discount-grocery-store-flower jar. Arranging flowers is on my list of skills I wish I had but don’t actually yet I won’t give up. Writing poetry features prominently on that list, as does keeping plants alive. My last batch of wilty flowers was looking pretty sad. I intended to refresh the water and trim the ends. Instead I dumped them and bought new discount flowers. (Yup. Totally rocking Fiscal Fast February.)
Car wash. Self-explanatory. I, of course, waited for an overcast, gloomy day when nobody would be getting a car wash because of the potential for snow. I have a fast pass, which means I pay one monthly fee and can take my car as many times as I want. Snow don’t scare me.