Some days I can't win

[treeskin]

Got a whole truckload of branches cut, carried them off, patting myself on the back for my speed and efficiency all the way to the dumpster, which is Still Full. Oops. Said screw it, it's too close to lunch, goofed off a while. Afte lunch, dumpster is still full, so I go pull weeds. Or try to--each time I get some momentum up, it starts raining hard enough to chase me back into the truck. Then, once the truck door was closed, it stopped. Finally, I said screw it twice, emptied the still-full truck onto the still-full dumpster, and headed over to the greenhouse to pester Donna, whose day is going much like mine.

The tour I'm supposed to be giving this afternoon may end up being a through-the-truck window tour. *sigh*