Not my bestest of weeks. I was supposed to have called in my prescription but I didn't. So instead of taking the meds I had left I didn't. And then even when I got them I didn't. I have also missed some important emails from family. Sorry, family. This was the last week of school. I did not teach Monday or Wednesday. So I did gardenlike stuff. I dug more terraces into my hill. I planted more things in the front garden. I need to walk the perimeter every morning and every evening to see what is growing and what isn't growing. If I miss the morning, at least I have to hit around noon. And I must plant more things. I don't feel like not having taken my meds this week has had a negative anything on me... I don't feel any different bad than I did a week ago. But then again I can't say I have been terribly functional in a moderated kind of way. Instead it has been all gardening all the time while the sun shines and then all reading all the time when it is dark. Lately I have taken to reading books about gardens in addition to my escapist fiction. Daily Convexions; spent time outside gardened the heck out of the front yard eventually did renew my prescription (but failed to pick it up) saw a friend saw family Grateful Crap: Stuff. Comments are closed.
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K. BuchananQuaker, teacher, parent, |