I’m sure nobody is surprised I am making my Tired Tuesday post early Wednesday morning, least of all me. After work I did a very few things of use then was too tired to do much else. How remiss of me. This morning when I went to put on coffee (too lazy to put it on last night), I thought I saw a mouse, screamed and took a step away, and fell on my hip. It made a loud noise (I am no lightweight), which I hope scared the mouse off the premises. A stop at the store to purchase mouse traps is in my future. Yuck! I hate mice!
Cheerful picture to take my mind off rodents.
I guess this is in the nature of another placeholder post, so I can continue my latest streak of posting every day. I must begin doing more than going to work, doing a few chores, and going to sleep, so I have something to blog about. Yesterday I did not even take my morning walk. I must stop using the hot weather as an excuse: sweaty adventures are better than no adventures at all.
I get results.
Here is the evidence of some of my earlier adventures in yard work. I had a few more such adventures last week but I did not blog about them. I had an idea of using a headline “Lawn 4, Cindy 0,” but I really have not been keeping track of how many times I fought the lawn and the lawn won. Perhaps it would be a good idea if I started keeping more journals. I rarely watch television, so the TV Journal gets little use. Come to think about it, I do keep a Running Journal (really a Running, Walking, and Other Exercise Journal), but have not updated it since June. What the hell, me? These are opportunities for me to write! Why do I not write?
Well, this morning, I have written over 300 words here. At least mildly entertaining words, I hope (and I will use a sentence fragment if I so choose, judge me if you would like). One can only go on from where one is. Thank you for sharing this time with me.
Mohawk Valley Girl 