My body has been hinting to me lately that PMS has been on my horizon. I've been extraordinarily tired and not so motivated to do anything, not to mention nauseas. I spent yesterday up in Medford doing all the shopping I haven't been able to afford until this last big fire check. Being that Medford is just under an hour away, I cram all my shopping into one big day. It wouldn't make sense to make a trip up there more than once a month. Talk about shop 'till you drop. I went to TJ Max, Ross, Walmart (I'm avoiding the greeter at our walmart), Lowes and Home Depot. I came home completely exhausted and quite a bit more poor.
Today was yard work day. On my list (after my dentist appointment): clean house, pull weeds, weed eat (trim) and water lawn and roses. What I've accomplished: dentist appointment. What I plan to accomplish the rest of the day: nothing. After my appointment I had lunch and set about putting together my new weed eater. Flooded the engine, finally got it started, wrapped it up in an electrical cord that runs my sprinklers, unwrapped it, started again, ran out of string, re-strung the stupid string, couldn't get it to start back up. It's quite warm out and my patience is absolutely non-existent, so I came inside to pout. Oh wait, there was one other thing I accomplished.
The other day I went to water my roses only to find an opposum had wedged it's head under my front step and died there. I considered flinging it into the street by it's tail but figured it would just rot out in the middle of the street and that would be unkind to my neighbors, so I threw it in a garbage bag and into my garbage can. Big mistake. Thankfully tomorrow is trash day. I had to take it out to the street early because the flies were absolutely horrific. I accomplished that today. So, all in all, dentist and took the trash out. I'm so irritated.
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