I'll do it later

Things scream at me when they need doing like not having clean towels or clean socks for my other half - not that he doesn't have any socks to wear, but he doesn't have any short socks to wear. If fall would hurry up, I wouldn't have to wash another load of them. He could wash his own, but he isn't allowed in my laundry room.

I went out this morning to water my pots and noticed the weeds had started to grow again in my perennial bed. By the time I make my way around the yard, the place I started needs to be weeded again. I pulled a few and then decided to do the rest later. When is the first frost anyway?

Today I am ignoring things, hoping they will go away with the change of seasons. Some things disappear, but they take so long - like the weeds with the arrival of winter. Mending goes away when the shorts without a button have been there so long my other half forgets about them. It used to go away when the kids outgrew whatever needed fixing, but no one here will admit to outgrowing anything anymore.

While I was sitting in my office in the air conditioning, I noticed that there weren't any birds at the feeder. Since birds around here love a free meal, it must mean the feeder is empty. I wouldn't mind filling it, but when I take a bird feeder down, I want to clean it before filling it again. It's part of that perfectionist thing. So, I don't fill the feeder.

One year I left the summer ironing in the laundry room until the next summer. The problem with that is that it eventually gets crowded. I am determined to get all my summer ironing done by Christmas.

My file drawers are so full, it takes two hands to wedge in another file. I could probably take out my college transcripts, the vaccination records for the kids and plans for a vacation we were going to take in the fall of '92 and never did. But, if I start cleaning out files, then I have to find a place to put the ones I am not ready to throw away, so…it's a great project for a snowy winter day.

As I made my way around the pile of magazines next to my desk, I realized several of my subscriptions are expiring this month. So, why do them now when I can take care of them all next month?

Last summer I put "wash windows" on the to-do list, but due to lack of interest, fall and winter came and they still weren't done. Then it was pollen season. There's no point in washing windows before all that yellow stuff covers them. Then it got hot, and now I am looking at dirty windows with the arrival of fall. The trouble with our marriage is that neither of us does windows.