The picture is representative (literally) of what my day was like yesterday. Getting through the day one-armed is frustrating to say the least. Thank goodness for the kindness of friends (especially you, Kay) for allowing me to storm around trying to do what I can, while they quietly do everything in the background. The culmination of a frustrating weekend (you will find the word "frustrating" in ample use over the next few weeks) was getting ready for work in humidity that I swear was at 200%. Although I've been trying my best to garb myself in CLR (clothing of least resistance - think elastic), nothing. nothing. nothing can hold up to 200% humidity. Hot, sweaty, and wearing undies with elastic pulled to within an inch of their life, I headed off to work only to get stuck behind a logging truck. On a wind-y road. It went downhill from there. I came home, peeled every piece of soggy clothing off, and tried desperately to pull on new dry clothing over the same sweaty skin. Collected 10 lovely eggs, dropped same when I tripped over Gigi on the deck, who had dragged a frantic, still-live bunny across my path. One egg survived intact. Those you see were salvaged. I had a vodka and tonic for dinner. Hold the cheese. (And, yes, Melanie. That is the Sweet Woodruff I have yet to plant.)
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Humidity makes days miserable enough without all the other happenings of your day. I'd say you very much deserved the vodka tonic!
P.S. Why is it that animals must bring you their "prize" before they really kill it? lol
Every morning, I stand in front of the screen door and 'negotiate' with her. "No, you cannot bring in the mousie." "No, you cannot bring in the chipmunk remains." "How about a nice dish of pateofsomething cat food instead?" She falls for the pateofsomething every time!
I'm very pro sit down and have a drink. Sometimes it's best to stop trying to get too much done - even if "too much" is smaller than it was before. Temporarily.
You may be temporarily handicapped, hot, sweaty, and frustrated but you still have a great sense of humor . . . and the ability to use it in writing. Cheers . . . with or without cheese!
I am leaning heavily on the "temporary" as a means of getting me through the next couple of weeks. Just getting the sling off will be wonderful. And I count my blessings every day that this IS a temporary set back.
Isn't that lovely how well it holds up in the pot? More reason to like the plant...
I have had 5 hand surgeries so you have all my sympathy with the one handed thing!
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