Today, I was mostly lazy, so by the early evening, I felt I needed to do something productive, and then I could say that the day was not be a total loss in terms of getting anything done around the house. This started with stripping the beds and putting the sheets in the washer, then flipping the mattress that's been making my back ache for a few weeks now, and finally, heading outside in the last rays of sunshine for the day to war with the weeds in my yard. Unfortunately, I have been neglecting the yard lately, so the beds around the trees were beginning to get really green with weeds, not to mention the yard, which is pretty much all ground spreading weeds, but at this point, that's all I have, so I will stick to pulling the weeds from the empty "flower " beds first. Real grass is a chore to grow here, so I'm going to take it one step at a time, enjoying the green the island style weeds bring to the yard, but getting rid of them where they stick out and don't to be a part of the natural landscape.
If you remember back to my first post about yard work, I was not a big fan of it, but now I'm starting to enjoy it in the same way I enjoy cleaning and organizing my house and workplace. I pulled weeks, hauled gravel from one spot where I don't want it to another where it might be more useful, and found some pine straw to reuse down the road from my house. In order to get it home, I had to put it in my big, blue recycling bin, and bike it back on my trailer to my house to improve the now weedless dirt patches of the palm tree beds. It was a productive couple of hours, so much so, that I plan to try and get out there every evening after work this week to finish what I started. Sometimes hard, physical work just feels good, as long as you are performing it safely and within your bodily limits.
Now, I had also promised my son I would play a game with him on the Wii game console before it was time to go to bed, so I took a shower and prepared to battle with my baby as a chef named "Lil Sammy" on the game "Cook Wars." It was a lot of fun, but anyone who watches me can tell that I was definitely not a "gamer" as a youngster as I am still a bit spastic with a game controller in my hand. I lost the cooking challenging more times than not because I couldn't get the controller to move the way I wanted it to in time to catch the "pancakes" we were making or to turn the dial on the oven to exactly 200 degrees, so I wouldn't burn the "pizza." My son never gets tired of beating me either and would have played much longer if I hadn't cut it short for bedtime. After all, it is a new week tomorrow. Work, school, and our upcoming trip in only a little more than a week now awaits us, so it's time to stop warring with the yard and the pots and pans and get to beddy bye!
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