Feeling accomplished

Yesterday I was feeling grumpy and crampy and non-productive, so all I got done was: Photoshopped the house colors; tidied up the stack of tree trimmings that need to get hauled away (note: when feeling grumpy and crampy, there's nothing like hauling out the BIG pruning shears and cutting through a lot of 2" diameter branches); talked to the back-fence neighbor about my plans for her invasive trees (she's ok with it); did some more proactive pruning for the painting; listed the two car-top luggage racks on freecycle and found a taker for one of them; found a taker for two out of the three compost bins without even listing them; and got about half done with cutting out and sewing two pairs of pants. Today, on my lunch hour, I have: verified the bank data I need for some wire transfers; located the city regulations on tree removal and printed off the permit form (turns out the size limit is 9" diameter to require a permit, not 6", but I'm pretty sure the fig tree is still over it); contacted the garbage company and scheduled my Big Trash Day. Not bad for grumpy and crampy and non-productive, I guess.