Avoiding the garden

I actually don’t have anything to do with myself right now, so I guess I’ll blog.

Ella was really irritable tonight. Not sure what was wrong, but I had trouble making her happy. She went to bed at 7:30 so I guess she was tired. We had a nice day – went to the park across the pond and played in her splash pool in the backyard, but somewhere around dinnertime things headed south.

I wasn’t sure how to spend the rest of my evening, but Steve opened up this (big) bottle of beer brewed at Granite City and here I am. I’d probably be watching TV otherwise, but because he and I don’t agree on what to watch I decided to play on the Internet for awhile. The other TVs are: in the office (and I like to be comfortable when I watch tv, not in a office chair) and in the bedroom (I feel like a loser drinking beer in bed).

What I should be doing is getting my small garden ready. It was close to being ready and life just got so busy. Now, it’s midsummer and I’m really late planting a lot of stuff, but there are still some possibilities. But, will I do it? It’s not looking good.

A big part of me wants to shop on the Internet -look at new sheets for my bed, look for a cute little entryway table to replace the coatrack that I hid because I worried it would fall on Miss Nosy, or just buy a new bathing suit, or a wagon for Ella … the list goes on and on. But the thing is as soon as I get those things I have a whole new list. I’m trying to buy less things I don’t REALLY need and pay off my car instead. It’s so boring. But I hate when we keep filling our house with stuff we don’t need when the smart thing to do would be to pay off debt …

OK, there’s gotta be a bad reality show I’m missing.