Sometimes, I feel like a doer. When I feel like a doer, I start to do. Because that’s what doers do. They do do (I’m snickering like a juvenile at the fact that I just wrote “doo doo”).

However, there are things that I don’t feel inspired to do. What do you call a person who’s the opposite of a doer? A don’ter? Well, that’s what I am, when it comes to Spring Cleaning.

So against being a doer in that regard am I, in fact, that I am at work avoiding being at home. Because there’s plenty to do to make my bit of Portland more pleasant, and I just don’t feel like it.

I have yet to mow my lawn. I was going to two weeks ago, but I don’t yet own my own lawnmower, and the person I contemplated borrowing from insisted he’d be mowing his lawn the day I wanted to borrow it. In fact, he’s a damned liar and never did any such thing. C’est la vie.

I also need to clean house. Go through junk mail, clean the various services the dog has soiled by chewing bits off of things and laying them about, do dishes (I’ve actually bought plastic silverware in the last week because I’m such a sloth of a man), fold laundry, pick up the bagged-up bottles that last week’s wind blew across my yard.

Plenty to do. But I vote to don’t. Because that’s what don’ters do. They do don’t.

Anyone have any inspiration they can send my way? I need someone to push the right buttons so I can make my house a home again.

And the sooner, the better. I’m running out of plasticware…