and--as you said, Whatnow, figuring out what I want to do with my life. I liked my life as it was, too! Weekends are still the hardest. I am trying to back off my friends. Trying to think of projects like painting the bathroom,fixing the shelves in my closet (the whole thing collapsed!), of course lots of house cleaning.
But, yeah, jeezum, those Sunday mornings that used to be either lazy or shared chores (laundry for me, lawn mowing for him) or out on a ride with our friends...if I could outlaw Sundays for the next 6 months or so, that would be good.
sigh.
Yep. Sigh. (((aver)))
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
