I was outside yesterday whacking down weeds, a job that desperately needed to be done. Now my yard looks at least slightly less post-apocalyptic, but my wrists and biceps are all achy from swinging that damned heavy weed whacker around. Also, my allergies are much worse today, possibly due to some sort of retaliatory move from the plant kingdom.
Sigh. You know, I'd really like spring if it weren't for everything growing.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
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I'd really like spring if it weren't for everything growing.
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Sorry. :)
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