To Do List

The rains came, the flood didn’t, the snow went away. I can scratch off “shovel driveway” from my To Do list. Hooray! And I didn’t even have to shovel to achieve it!

 Every year, when the snow melts, I start hoping for an early spring. Look! I see snow drops! Daffodils can’t be far behind...oh.

 Right. I still have half a bag of unplanted daffodils sitting on my steps, waiting for the next ground thaw so I can poke them in the dirt. “Plant Daffodils” was on my to do list at one time---way back in October. Then I got the flu, topped it off with pneumonia, which cumulated in a trip to the ER, a whopping, big bill and an additional two weeks of recovery time.

By then it was Thanksgiving, and my to do list was full of mashed potato making/eating/reheating/eating more. All thoughts of daffodils were long gone.

At some point between Christmas and New Year’s, daffodils made it back on to my list. The sun warmed the ground enough in a few spots that I was able to stick some daffs in the diggable earth. It sure will be interesting to see where those spots were.

Wherever they were, there wasn’t enough of them to plant ALL of the daffodils, so back on the front steps the bag went—a location guaranteed to guilt me into finishing the job. Or not—because there they still sit, growing either mushier by the day or trying to grow right there in the bag.

Last week I was confessing this to my co-workers, and one—who shall remain nameless, but whose name rhymes with “AzzelHanna”—suggested I could just wait until the survivors had little green tops and then carefully tuck them, already growing, into pots. That’s genius, really. I’ll put it on my list.

Next week: Part 2 of To Do List. Probably. If I remember to put “Finish To Do List” on my to do list.