What's waiting for me?

Whilst I love the job I do and find it very worthwhile, I had an horrendous day today. I've go a backlog of work which always stresses me as I like to be on top of things and give good service. Still, I left work only quarter of an hour  later than I should have which is very good for me (it's the best time to work when we are closed - no interruptions, you see) and when I got home and extricated myself from the nice, chatty neighbour who seems to appear from thin air whatever time we drive up I discovered my recent purchase of an apple crate at the door. I'm not sure whether to plant it  up with a clipped box ball or to fill it with bedding plants for the summer and see how it goes. It's more casual and rustic than I expected so may not suit the front porch as much as I had hoped it would but I'm pleased nonetheless and it was nice to come home to a gift. Apart from half a day's work tomorrow with my reading group members I have days in which to contemplate what I am going to do with my front garden. What luxury.