I'm not taking care of the produce that came into our house this weekend. I need to. I want it to be used, which means I have to do something with it.
I'm not writing reviews of the various products I need to be writing reviews of. I want to. But I'm not reading much myself, and my kids keep taking turns feeling lousy, so we aren't making tremendous progress in, well, a lot of stuff.
I'm not getting my blog moved to my new domain. Yeah, for Mother's Day, I was given the FootprintsInTheButter domain name, and hosting. And I've, ummm, done nothing about it. I don't know where to start...
I'm not cleaning my house. I need to. I want my house to be at least presentable, if not actually clean. I need to do something. I. Just. Don't. Care.
I'm not getting much planned for school for this coming year.
I pretty much gave up on the garden. It was still snowing in mid-May, the whole thing just never came together. I have two tomato plants that might make it. But that is it. At least for next year, I'll have a start. And I am going to plant some lettuce types of stuff in August. Really. I am. Ask me about it in a month, okay?
I'm not blogging consistently at all. I want to. It just doesn't happen.
And most surprising of all... I'm not getting terribly stressed about what I'm not doing. Though I really do need to do something with the produce. Really, most of the rest will wait. Or continue to happen a little bit at a time.
So what are you NOT up to?