Sunday, March 22, 2009
Today my husband has been as busy as a bee. He seems to be here, there, and everywhere working on project after project after project. Every time I would go outside to check on him he was off in another direction. He connected a TV in the pole barn. He aired up the tires on his truck. He was watering our transplants. He fertilized out lettuce. He was gathering up some pieces of wood for some project. He planted a lilac by the pond. He dug up some kind of invasive pond weeds. He was in the garden setting up a cold frame and transferring some transplants into it. On and on.
I, on the other hand, am looking around to see if I accomplished anything today. I know I must have done something besides tidy up the chinchilla cages, sweep the floor, run the dishwasher, and fix meals but nothing comes to mind. I feel like a sloth. LOL.
The weird part about this is that it's usually the other way around. I am really handicapped by this cold but tomorrow is another day. I'm going to morp into the Roadrunner. Catch me if you can. Meep. Meep.