If You Feel Lost in Life, You’re Right on Track

The art of not knowing

Eve Arnold
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I did it again.

For saying I’ve been on this planet, trying to get stuff done for the last 29 years, you’d think I’d be much better at estimating what I could get done in a day.

Turns out, not.

This weekend it happened again. I sat, Friday evening, getting excited about all that I would accomplish this weekend. My list? Well, it was full but a ‘manageable amount’ well, so I told myself.

I’ll give you a brief overview:

  • Dig out 3x vegetable beds
  • Dig out an extra bit of path
  • Lay paving blocks
  • Wash the car

Yeah, let’s just say all that stuff did not get done.

Digging out beds

I’m not sure if you’ve ever tried to dig out garden beds, if you haven’t, I’ll give you a brief overview: dig for thirty minutes, feel exhausted, and repeat until you run out of steam.

Which happens way quicker than you think.

On day one, I got 1.5 beds dug. I’d carted 9 barrows of soil from left to right, questioned my choices 14 times over, and decided I should go to the garden centre.