8:25 PM Picked up the empty potting soil bag and took it out to the trash can. Detouring to empty the household trash cans on the way because tomorrow is Tuesday and the trash gets picked up tomorrow and it's a big bag and I might as well use it instead of the trash bag I would have used. So I walked out to the trash can. Threw in the trash, wheeled the can to the curb, went back for the recycling, took it to the curb, and then couldn't resist the rake standing there so I raked, but only for a moment before I forgot I wasn't supposed to be doing anything.
Taking out the trash doesn't count. I can't help that tomorrow is Tuesday.
8:38 PM Moved the soaker hose. Also doesn't count because I had to do that. Later I'll have to get up to turn off the hose, and that also won't count.
8:39 PM Going to make something to eat and find a baseball game on TV. A girl's gotta eat, so that doesn't really count, and sitting on the sofa watching TV does qualify as exactly fuck all.
By my math I've made it over an hour already.
9:19 PM Ate while switching between Family Guy and the Boston game. Put my dishes in the sink. Resisted urge to unload dishwasher. Yeah me.
9:23 PM Now sitting out porch looking back in house at TV. Still switching between Family Guy and the ball game.
