What is this 'Tidy Up'?

Procrastination often wants to be my friend, so in order to 'get things done' I need to tell myself the previous day what I am DEFINITELY going to do tomorrow, then I find when I wake up I am ready to go and get on with it.

Yesterday, I said to Me, 'Tomorrow, you are going to clean out the greenhouse.'
'Oh I am?' Me said.
'You are,' I said. 'It looks a complete tip and you need to make space for the sweet peas and strawberry runners.'
'Can't I just kick everything to one side and balance the sweet peas and strawberry runners precariously on whatever ensuing surface looks like it might be able take the strain?' said Me.
'No,' I said. 'And you also need to clean out the chickens, and I mean with hot soap and water, and cut back the buddleia, and take down the runner beans.'

Me tutted a bit, but I felt I had the upper hand in this discussion, so went to sleep.

This morning, I was up and at 'em as soon as the decorators arrived just before 8.30. The weather promised rain in the afternoon so I was on a mission. But I did it; despite the humungous spiders in the greenhouse, I cleaned it all out and planted some sweetpeas, and the strawberry runners I brought back from the allotment yesterday. I also put in some chives, for good measure.

Then, I gave Cluckinghen Palace a jolly good clean although I did make the mistake of performing a full dismantle and then found I couldn't push the bottom bar back in place without disappearing head down between the fence and whatever shrub it is that has gained new life and new growth since the removal of the eucalyptus tree. So the top of the pod is currently in a state of 'balance' on the base and the bottom bar will be replaced firmly as soon as someone taller than me comes along i.e Andy.

I've trimmed back the buddleia. I've swept the patio. I have weeded and cleared various corners. I tried to mow the law but the mower wouldn't work so had to give up on that. I took down the runner beans and can now see out of the kitchen window again. The best bit was when I stood in the greenhouse with a cuppa for a while and watched the bees doing a sterling job of fending off a couple of persistent wasps. I thought fondly of all the baby bees waiting to be born in 12 days' time.

In between times I popped in and out of the house to make tea for the decorators (who say they will hopefully be done on Wednesday), reduce the pile of papers waiting to be shredded, do a spot of ironing and now, because the promised rain has arrived, I am going to make a cake and then do some writing.

Procrastination has not been my friend today. Me has done as she was told!