An Ode to Stupidity

The Cardex of Doom - formerly named the Cardex of Destiny - has now been renamed the Cardex of Sog. And it's my fault. Yesterday we were off at Trowbridge celebrating WP's parents' 50th wedding anniversary (oh, my aching wallet) which meant that on Friday night I was frantically trying to get as much weeding done as possible. At this time of year it doesn't take much for the weeds to get on top of me, and the wet weather all this week has been keeping me out of the garden in the evenings. Anyway, I was out there until it was too dark to see much, and came in feeling quite virtuous.

Except, when it's too dark to see it's also too dark to clear away properly... and so it came to be that the Cardex of Doom came to be left on its lonesome, right between the raised beds where I wouldn't see it. Until this morning. Apparently it's been windy. Windy enough to flip the lid open. Apparently it's been raining. Raining enough to completely fill up the cardex, and its lid. I'm now the proud owner of 750g of information-rich papier mâché. Go go gadget weather!


So. Now I have to choose between resurrecting the cardex - doable, I should think, although it'll never be the same again - and changing over to a spreadsheet-based reminder system. Or a custom-written task-planning applet. Wait a moment, don't I have a link for a free download somewhere? Hold that thought...