Why are Mondays so whacked?
Just because we slack off a little for a couple of days, stuff piles up in the corners and starts growing exotic fungi on all the undersides. It's very annoying. I think I am climbing out of the chaos somewhat, but there's still quite a bit more to do.
The weeds are proliferating in the flower beds, unabated by my ruthless hand these last three days. I must put in an appearance out there or risk total invasion. The good news is, the sweet peas are also growing apace. I just need to free them from the choking throng of pernicious weediculatums post haste.
Oh, check it out, the mailman just came. I wonder if my yarn has arrived that I ordered? BRB.
Nope. Zip. Zero. Nada. Not even any junk mail. Ah well. Maybe tomorrow.
Okay, so The Little Red Hen would like to say a few words. . .
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"There's an old saying, 'Start at square one.' Well sometimes it takes a full day's work just to GET to square one."