Why is it that more tasks seem to get done when you have less time to do them? Last week, I had all weekend free, and yet I barely did more than turn the compost and a little bit of weeding. Granted, both chores needed to be done, especially the weeding, but I should have done so much more.
Then you have weeks like this one. My plan to get home a little earlier worked, but at this time of year that still only leaves me an hour or so of daylight. Despite that handicap, I still managed to get a lot done.
I did not leave school as early as I had hoped on Monday (big surprise), but I managed to prep the coldframe, plant some winter lettuce, and wash the plexiglass frames. That last part took a lot longer than I had thought it would — an entire summer’s worth of grime is hard to scrub off.
Surprisingly, I was also able to leave early on Tuesday, so I finally cut out the heather and created a bed for the oregano. It was about time, too. As happy as it had looked in the pots, the oregano was hopelessly rootbound. I had to slice through each root ball with shears before the plants could be put in the ground. It was definitely twilight when I finished, but it got done.
Somehow, these two tasks that only took about an hour of my time each had been put off month after month. Do I really need to limit my time in order to get more done, or is that the only time I let myself focus on the smaller projects?