I think yesterday I was still throwing off the effects of the allergy and the prednisone -- I had to absolutely force myself to do anything.

But I managed to fix the kitchen drawer (the front fell off) after I got home from paying the mortgage and doing a bit of shopping. I DID sort of take a nap late morning...or did I take a sort of nap?

At one point in the afternoon after taking out the kitchen compost, I decided it was such a nice day that, tired or not, I wanted to be out in it...productively. So I pulled some more thorn bushes and cut them up and bagged them to go out in today's trash. Then, while sitting on the deck with Tom (and I was so physically tired I could barely move), I started musing about getting rid of the burning bush (too big AND an invasive species) and so grabbed the hand pruner (of all things) and went back and started cutting. Amazing how much can be accomplished in just a few minutes, once you start. And then I walked back to the deck via the back of the flower bed under the hemlocks... Honest, I swear, all I was going to do was figure out the feasibility of cutting the branches that turned my full sun flower bed into full shade...

Sure enough, made a major dent and with a hand pruner, too, not the lopper or a tree saw.

Oh, and I wantonly murdered wasps that had set up housekeeping in the grill next to the deck. I'm still a bit pissed off at wasps.

Linn