I worked all weekend, 24 hours total, and I’m bushed.
All my trees were aggressively cut back, and it’s tough to get used to. I want to cry when I see my willow, which is right outside the living room windows.
Now that the trees are puny, we get much more sunlight, so you can see all the dirt and dust in the house. Great.
I got my monthly bill this weekend, and it’s kicking my butt. I’ll be so glad when I’m done with menopause.
Everything seems so much harder than usual today. I am on edge.
I think I’ll take it easy today, take my time. If I get stuff done, great. If I don’t, okay. I’m sure I’ll be back to 100% by tomorrow.