Just horribly stressed here. The weekend is getting closer and the psycho's wife says he's getting agitated again. It could be a rough one here, I think. I'm betting it'll be another weekend that gets described as....
'...and then we had to call the cops again on numbus nuttus...'
I'll be hiding over in the corner booth, under the table, with a cup of tea and a pan of cinnamon buns. I won't let myself 'stress eat' in real time, but here there are NO calories.
Well, today has been a busy day. The weather is in the mid-sixties and it has been clouds galore all day. Sometimes rain, too. It's pretty much been that way all week.
The other day I did a bunch of amateur landscaping because grass and weeds are trying to overtake a sapling that is struggling to grow. The ground doesn't absorb any moisture at all in most parts and I really wish I had a tiller or something that could loosen up the top soil. Instead I had to dig up the grass and loosen up the soil manually. Tough digging in our yard.