Yesterday I finally got around to doing the leaves out back. They were wet and plentiful, but I was ready to cross the task off my to-do list. The Mister helped me get strapped in to the new back-pack commercial-sized leaf blower he bought this fall. Feeling much like an astronaut preparing for a space walk, I snarked, "Where are we off to today, Captain? Mars? Jupiter?"
Without missing a beat, The Mister winks at me and says, "Uranus?"
So indoors or out, it's probably just best if we tackle the to-do list separately.