I bought a sweet little greenhouse a few years ago, second hand. I have under-utilized it, which makes me feel bad. Part of the problem is that the door is broken, and we are not sure how to fix it.
Today, even though it is rainy and grey outside, I decided to tidy things up in there. It was stacked with cast-off flower pots, and some logs had made their way in there, don't ask me how. A few old bags of mulch were stacked in the corner, and some unloved and very dead plants stood forlornly on the benches. It was a hot mess.
I cleaned out the dead plants. I wiped down the benches. I got rid of broken or ugly pots, and neatly stacked the nice ones I'd like to re-use. Then I got a hoe out and removed the straggly weeds and old, dead grass that was underfoot.
The little space sighed in relief. Next I opened up those bags of mulch and spread them around. If we ever move the house the mulch will compost into the grass, no problem!
While I was out in the misty rain I planted a new rose bush I'd bought, and a grape vine, too. It felt good to be out mucking around in the dirt. And now when I glance at my green house I smile instead of grimace. A project well done.