Distracting Myself

Last Thursday I was supposed to:

a) fold the laundry

b) do the budget

c) clean the house

Since I didn't want to do any of these things... I went outside and dug up the "backyard" instead.  Because we're in a rental, the homeowners had covered the "garden" with rocks to keep out weeds.  It was beyond ugly.  It depressed me to look at it.  But, since I am cheap and I won't live here that long I didn't want to do much back there myself.

So, I spent the afternoon moving all the rocks to the sides to create borders.  (Our neighbor, a police officer, accused me of burying Justin in the garden - since he hasn't seen him in a while.)

Then, since Justin owed me flowers from our anniversary... and since I hadn't actually buried him yet... I made him buy me some real flowers to plant.  M and E are pretty sure the flowers belong to them.

I am not sure how my "garden" will do since we get no sun in our backyard, the ground here is like clay, and I couldn't get all of the rocks out.  Besides, I keep forgetting to water the plants anyway.  Sigh.  Still, even if they all die in a few weeks, they've lasted way longer than cut flowers would have, right?