I simply blew this whole weekend. I was home by 2:30 or 3:00 yesterday, and it didn't start raining until after 1:00 today, but I didn't do a thing until after three today, and was simply to half-heartedly clean house. I could have at least moved the ginger lilies and the day lilies. They are all still in the ground where I heeled them in last summer when I moved.

I think I would be feeling much better physically and mentally now if I had at least done a little something in the yard or garden.

The old gray mare ain't what she used to be.