Tax forms are all printed, instructions downloaded into a file. The kitchen table is looking better and before I formally sit down, pencil, pad of paper, and calculator in hand, I'll wipe it down to clear off any maple syrup drips from the spot where my son eats. I want to stick to the job, but not literally.
Since it is such a beautiful warm day, I puttered in the garden for a little while with a few hand tools. I cleared out an area where I'll add some compost and soil amendments soon, I planted the rest of the garlic I meant to plant last month, and I cut down a small desert willow that is in a poor location (now that I want to have a vegetable garden there) and that never showed much sign of thriving. I think it was planted too deep (before I knew that that really stunts a tree) and the roots may be girdled. If I dug it up and transplanted it elsewhere the chance of success is at best 50/50, it's a lot of work for that limited return, and if I bought a new tree for $15 in a 1 gallon pot and planted it correctly it would probably grow larger faster than this transplanted tree. It's now in sticks down at the curb for the trash.