What a day.
As you know, I started my day at the Waschsalon doing three large loads of laundry. Fearing that I was not going to make time for exercising, even with the new open slot of time created by my quitting of German classes, I went for a twenty minute walk while the clothes were in the wash.
Yes, I have quit taking German classes for the time being. No, I have not completely given up on learning the language; for a while I will do Duolingo and some self-studying and decide whether structured learning is in my (financial) future.
I’m not one for premonitions, but this kinda weirded me out. The other day I opened the front door to check for a package. In doing so I noticed my outdoor lights were on, as I am wont to do, and thought “Huh, I’ve not had to replace a bulb in awhile.” Then when going to out to put my clothes in the car I discovered that the bulb outside my kitchen door had expired; I replaced it when I got back from the Waschsalon. Then, when going to get my mail I noticed that one of the two front door lightbulbs has also expired! WTF?!? Two in one day?
Because the ground was still damp from rain I decided that I should pull English ivy; I managed to fill the five yard bags remaining in my basement. Additionally I collected two more ant bites. Harrumph! Another task that I did yesterday was magnolia tree (I think they are/were magnolia trees, I am doubting myself) removal. Whatever trees they were, they have shallow roots and I was able to manhandle about ten of them completely out of the ground, roots and all! I also knocked over three of the larger ones, about 2-3 inches in diameter, but I have not yet been able to extract them completely. Talk about your CrossFit workout… ðŸ¤£
For my hard work I rewarded myself with dinner of unhealthy snacks and an evening on the futon watching TV.
I think I now know why my knee hurt in January when I was doing all of the manual labor in the farm to prepare the Formal Garden Plot, because my knee is barking at me again this morning. This is the first time it has hurt in weeks. Food for thought.
When not doing the 9-5 thing today I will do a little more manual labor in WLF, knee willing, before I plop down next to a small fire and drink a few beers. Bonnie, if you are interested in the fire and beer portion of the evening you are welcome to come over; I promise I won’t ask you to do work. ðŸ™‚ If you do, wear shoes that you are okay with getting purple soles when you inevitably step on fallen mulberries.
I have a busy weekend ahead, most of which I’ll discuss in retrospect on Monday. I do plan to make it out to Bob’s Wheelhopper on Sunday.
May you have a wonderful and healthy weekend. Hope to see some of you out and about.