Well, I did get up kinda early, and I did get all of the weeds mowed. Now, of course, I'm pretty tard, but I don't intend to stop just yet. Well, that's a lie, I have stopped... just to rest a little while, and to eat something. Besides, it's *HOT* out there when you're working. So why are you surprised that that would surprise me? I have documented often here that I'm lazy, and lazy people don't know this stuff. Anyway, I feel like I've accomplished stuff, and that makes me feel good, so, like everyone else, if it makes me feel good, I'll continue to do it. Y'know, that biofeedback thing. There is a lot of stuff that I want to get done in the yard and on the decks, so I really should get on with it... which means stop talking and start doing. 17:52... 22:05... Well, it's past my bedtime for a Sunday night, and once again I've run out of day before I'm really done with it. What am I gonna do about that, heh? Any ideas? I'll sleep and dream up something. In fact, if I can incorporate dreams into my day to extend them, would that work? I need to think on that one. Also, I've heard that marijuana will distort your sense of time, I wonder if it will do that in a useful way? I rather doubt it.
Well, I did get all of the string trimming done, including the horse-shoe pits. Now I need someone to toss the shoes with, I need to e-mail Gaylen....
Damn... time flies when you're having fun. That's not right, but it's correct. Karen and I went for a small walk, we have some neighbors down the street who are building a garage, and I am *so* jealous. And I hear from my brother, he's building a shop, and I am *so* jealous... and we look at a house that has beautiful flowers, and Karen is *so*jealous, but I'm not, 'cause I know how much plastic flowers cost, that the only kind that Karen is allowed to have....