Or the ever popular extension of that: I’ve not done it so long that I’m insanely uncomfortable about it and will actively avoid the space in which it is in and do other things (read: nothing) while obsessing about the thing you need to do and the fact that you haven’t done it until you nearly have a nervous breakdown
Putting off yardwork untill your lawnmower can no longer handle the density of plant matter. And then just calling the area a wild flower field, or pollinator haven or some other excuse for just not touching it.
Or the ever popular extension of that: I’ve not done it so long that I’m insanely uncomfortable about it and will actively avoid the space in which it is in and do other things (read: nothing) while obsessing about the thing you need to do and the fact that you haven’t done it until you nearly have a nervous breakdown
The task: laundry, dishes, sweeping, etc
Putting off yardwork untill your lawnmower can no longer handle the density of plant matter. And then just calling the area a wild flower field, or pollinator haven or some other excuse for just not touching it.
Thanks for reminding me that my raised beds have needed tending… I will not be taking questions on how long it’s been since I last did it