I decide to water my flower tubs in the front garden.
As I go to turn on the hose I look over at my car and
decide it needs washing.
I go to get the car keys from the porch and then notice
the post on the porch table.
I decide to go through the post before I wash the car.
I put my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the
bin under the table, and notice that the bin is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take
out the rubbish first.
But then I think, I can run down to the post-box when I
take out the rubbish, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my cheque book off the table, and see that there
is only 1 cheque left.
My other cheque book is in the computer desk, so I go
inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been
drinking.
More seriously - I've been adding to the pile of stuff to give away and sell, from my garage and workshop, plus doing a bit of tidying, and a bit of fault-finding....
I run my compressor via a timer, to avoid it being left on after use and annoying the neighbours. Switch it on, it was supposed to be able to run for 20 minutes, then switches off, until you repeat the off/on. Its contacts have welded up, and so back to having to remember to switch it off after tyre checks. Shame, it played nicely for several years..
Her ladyship made a cottage pie, ready for later today, plus a couple more for the freezer, as well as shuffling a few more plants around and lots of soil. She's trying to replace the clay soil close to the house, with the really good soil I dug out 40 years ago, when I originally laid the base for the garage.