It rained most of Monday night and into Tuesday morning. The garden desperately needed the water, and I was pretty happy to have a nature-mandated break from outside chores for a day.
HAHAHAHA. As IF I would take a break from chores for even ONE day. Please.
Later in the afternoon, after the rain had been over with for awhile and Cubby had fallen asleep, I decided to go outside for a quick look at the garden. Since I was just going to look, I put on some leather slip-on shoes with no socks (HELLO sweaty feet!) and went out.
You'd think I'd know by now that I can NEVER just look at the garden. I decided that since I was out there and Cubby was asleep, I might as well dig up those volunteer potatoes that were in the way of the carrots. Then, since I was out there and Cubby was asleep and the ground was finally not hard as a rock, I decided I might as well do some hoeing and weeding. Then, since I was out there and Cubby was asleep and the ground was finally not hard as a rock and I was hoeing and weeding anyway, I decided I might as well hill the potatoes.
And that's how I found myself in the middle of the First Hilling of 2010, minus socks or appropriate shoes. Then the sun came out and immediately melted me into a puddle of sweat.
The end.
6 comments:
You are a brave soul!
Word verification: Adden
What you did in the garden, adding lots of tasks.
LOL.
Around our place we call those 'unplanned projects'. Things we needed to get done and planned to one day...and all of a sudden it just happens and it is over before you had time to plan to do it. :) Beth
word verification ' equedec'
cards with horses on them
Yep. Do this all the time. Which is how I end up harvesting tomatoes in my jammies.
We should know, but we don't. It's OK.
I know I complained about all of the rain we received last year but this year we desperately need it. My water bill is going to be very high if Mother Nature doesn't start chipping in soon.
I understand! I can't just walk out to look; I end up pulling a weed or two, planning how to fill the spaces that aren't planted yet... it just seems to happen all by itself.
Word verification: wilenat -- a smart but tiny fly
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