Spinning on that dizzy edge

I am all kinds of antsy today. If I were at home (and not interrupted by a little boy), I'd be cleaning like a whirling dervish, or organizing the crap, or doing something productive that had a visible result.

I can't wait until I can work outside, cleaning up the garden beds, planting things, and just feeling reconnected to the earth. It would be even better if I could take the Emperor outside with me, and have him be content to play without a mommy hovering over him.

What would you all rather be doing?