Holy F-!
Holy fuck, I'm tired. Mostly my hands, however. Usually, on Sunday, I stick with simply inside things to do. This time? Oh, how I was wrong.
Then again, it's my fault for doing so on a whim.
First it was yard work. Now, to get an idea, the front yard is larger than the house, ja? Tack on two very old, large, oak trees that have so many fucking leaves. Add in the weeds that Long Island that love to grow around everywhere. Now realize that I have to deal with it all on my own, no help, and only a rake and gloves to deal with it all. I'm still not done raking. Between the rain and work, I haven't had the chance to get more than the strip of grass outside the property finished.
I got about half the leaves raked, most of the weeks pulled (from the roots, the best I could,) and taking down a dead cherry tree that's been up.
I did all that for two hours.
Once going inside, I gathered up all my other clothes. After taking a shower, as we have no washing machine, I hand washed all my darks, then colors, followed by the whites, and ending with the towels. It's a surprise I can even type, with how tired my arms and hands are.
Now to wake up at 6AM, bike, walk, and get back home to continue all that yard work... If it doesn't rain again.
Did I mention that I haven't even gotten to bagging those leaves?
Then again, it's my fault for doing so on a whim.
First it was yard work. Now, to get an idea, the front yard is larger than the house, ja? Tack on two very old, large, oak trees that have so many fucking leaves. Add in the weeds that Long Island that love to grow around everywhere. Now realize that I have to deal with it all on my own, no help, and only a rake and gloves to deal with it all. I'm still not done raking. Between the rain and work, I haven't had the chance to get more than the strip of grass outside the property finished.
I got about half the leaves raked, most of the weeks pulled (from the roots, the best I could,) and taking down a dead cherry tree that's been up.
I did all that for two hours.
Once going inside, I gathered up all my other clothes. After taking a shower, as we have no washing machine, I hand washed all my darks, then colors, followed by the whites, and ending with the towels. It's a surprise I can even type, with how tired my arms and hands are.
Now to wake up at 6AM, bike, walk, and get back home to continue all that yard work... If it doesn't rain again.
Did I mention that I haven't even gotten to bagging those leaves?