I would like you all to know that today I tilled the actual damn soil for my husband's garden. Sheep manure, hoe, untold gallons of water, and a lot of chopping and pulling. Now it's a glorious dark mudpit of rich, fertile soil and I am exhausted. Win/win.
(I mistyped the first 'win' as 'sin' and, when I looked at it, started grousing and I made the change: "No not sin, virtue. The opposite of sin. I was diligent, that's a damn virtue.")
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