And yet, here I am posting.
I need the rain to stop. I bought plants that I can’t even get into the ground because we are washing away in the downpours.
I need it to be Sunday. I just don’t think I am young or fit or smart enough to do the next 48 hours. I don’t want to die, mind you. Just fast forward. Slowly.
So. Thankful. it. is. almost. Summer.
I just did battle with a large insect and totally cleaned his clock. You ain’t messing with a city gal anymore people.
I have decided to go to bed.