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Nope, I don't do new year's resolutions. If I did, I might put in one about "I resolve to water the plants regularly this summer", but at the moment the notion of adding extra water to the yard seems a bit absurd. I've been out pruning things during the break between storms. The raspberries have been properly hacked back and weeded. The cherry sapling and its surrounding berry bushlets have been delicately trimmed, just enough to remind them who's in charge. I started working on some of the smaller stuff on the plum tree, but I really need the big long-handled loppers for that and I can't find them at the moment. And besides which, the green recycling bin was full and it was starting to sprinkle again. I got to be the one to inform some of my neighbors that one of their trees decided to drape itself all over the little mother-in-law cottage in the next yard over. It looks like it did the slow, inexorable LEAN thing rather than the fall-CRUNCH thing. I'm just glad I don't have to deal with finding a tree-cutter on an emergency basis. (Well, actually, I volunteered to help them start cutting it up, but they haven't taken me up on it. I hope it's because they have managed to call in a professional.)

I hadn't necessarily planned to stay up to midnight last night, but I'd picked up a DVD set of "The Barchester Chronicles" which runs around 6 hours and by the time it was finished it was about a quarter to midnight and I figured what the hell. I'm very disappointed that the on-screen clock showing the countdown didn't show the pause for the leap-second. I think our extra leap-second is cool.

The pruning doesn't actually count as my house-organization project for the weekend, but I picked up some small plastic storage boxes to help in sorting out the sewing project table. I've become greatly enamored of clear plastic boxes for in-progress projects. Of course, this just means that I'll have more plastic boxes stacked somewhere in the living room waiting for the whole floor/wall-unit/new-furniture/reorganization thing to happen. But this will be better than having the work table piled with stratified bits of half-finished projects. Hmm, I just remembered I left the new storage boxes in the back of the car. Maybe it's not raining too hard.