Got much done today. Reread lots of my big fantasy novel manuscript (you know the one), walked Emma, and turned and sifted the compost pile, both for the first time in way too long. Plus, you know, stuff. Standard daily chores.
Along the way I discovered an Important Composting Don’t: don’t hit yourself of in the nuts with the handle of a shovel. Even if not very hard. Just … don’t.
After all this time composting I’m not sure I’ve generated enough yet for my Special Purposes. While I will unveil shortly, once we move beyond the Gathering Materials Phase to the Actually Doing Stuff Phase. This may entail pictures, should I be able to coax acceptable images of out my cell phone camera.
And now I feel as if I’ve been dragged up ten flights of stairs by my heels. Need to get busy soon getting to sleep, so I can start getting up at a regular time, and get even more done.
More news soon. I promise.
At least you didn’t stick yourself through the nuts with a letter opener. A friend of Shelley and I did that back in April / May 2001.
True.