To do

My sister says she was sitting at home in West London on Friday when she saw
three Concorde fly past
. That would be a sight to see.

Warning: gardening in progress

Okay, to business. Apart from ENJOYING myself this weekend, I also need to do the following:

  • mow the front garden and nature strip (in geek terms known as organic systems maintenance)[Tick]– man that was hard work. I’ve definitely earned second breakfast today
  • laundry[Tick], ironing[Tick], dishes[Tick], all that good stuff
  • do my tax (x2 – this month’s BAS[Tick] and my tax from the last fin year)
  • buy a black pen, so I can fill in these tax forms (where have all my black pens gone?! And why do the ATO insist on black pens anyway?)[Tick]– found one that’ll do the job. Even better, when passing the supermarket later on the way to Tony’s bizarre auction barbecue, I found a packet of two. Now I can fill in ATO forms to my heart’s content.
  • put the new rego sticker on the car so I don’t get pulled over and strip searched by the cops next week[Tick]
  • continue the relentless tidying up that I hope will one day in the distant future see the house without a single box out in the rooms
  • write to relatives to thank them for the birthday cards they sent two months ago
  • post that package of stuff to Iris in Israel
  • find those Gold Class cinema tickets I got given last Christmas, and check the expiry date on them[Tick]– 31st December. Excellent.
  • start reading some of those novels my dad lent me written by
  • take my VCR to be repaired (no, it isn’t as continually unreliable as the one I destroyed)

and most importantly,

  • stop writing this damn diary now and go get started on all this stuff

I’ll tick them off as I go.

Why is it that as I’m doing one thing, I’ll think of two more that need to be done?

Sunday 10:30pm. Managed to make a dent in the list, but still a fair bit to go. Too tired now to do more. Will continue in my copious (ha!) spare time during the week.

By Daniel Bowen

Transport blogger / campaigner and spokesperson for the Public Transport Users Association / professional geek.
Bunurong land, Melbourne, Australia.
Opinions on this blog are all mine.