How do I know?
Maybe it was the four hours of schoolwork (possible class schedules for next year and spelling worksheets.)
I’m just hoping I don’t dream school like I have for the past four nights.
I spent a whole fifteen minutes sitting in the sun today, just being. I think I need more of those.
Yesterday’s get-together in the valley with the Freeway Dragons was a lot of fun. Plus we got to crit a story! Fastest two and a half hours ever. I also opened my mouth and now my novel is up for review come December.
That’s one way to make me finish the damn thing.
I didn’t get enough done. The garden (at least some of the tomatoes, the zucchini, and the green beans) are in and thriving. I still have a bed and a half to plant, which means I ought to figure out what I want this year. Heirloom tomatoes are high on the list, and the bell peppers did pretty well last year, so I’m thinking more of those. I’m also thinking lettuce. It’ll be a first.
If there’s time after I finish slaving in the mines tomorrow, I’ll hit OSH on the way home. Thankfully there’s no choir rehearsal on Mondays, because I’m planning my collapse early. I’m mentally preparing for the three back-to-back First Communion masses in a few weeks.
Now to wrap up the laundry and fall into bed.
My life: oh, so thrilling.