Smugness interrupted

I sharpened my hoe and oiled my wooden fork and spade handles today. I felt infused with a smug glow of satisfaction until I remembered I had a pile of muddy plant pots festering on my potting table so large it was threatening to engulf me.

And my Meconopsis grandis seeds haven't germinated. I think they need to go back in the fridge. I will have my blue poppies, dammit!