The best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft a-gley

From "To a Mouse" by Robert Burns:

But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane [you aren't alone] 

In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o' mice an' men
Gang aft a-gley, [often go awry] 
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promised joy.

I had good intentions, honestly I did.  But after spending Sunday morning cleaning the house, I spent the afternoon on the sofa, knitting and watching football.  

So instead of this:

I have this (but please note that I bought a poinsettia from the local boy scout troop.  That counts, right?):

And my afternoon produced this (full disclosure -- I only got a couple of inches done yesterday):

I did manage to put up one decoration:

But I do have a clean house.  That's a step in the right direction!