Wednesday, March 13, 2019

It's The Little Things - A Snippet

I planted snapdragons.  I carried a 20 pound bag of soil to the bed at the back of the patio.  I knelt and I sat and I bent.

The sun was out, the air was cool, and the breeze smelled of creosote from the rains the day before.  I was wearing gloves and long sleeves and tights; nothing was going to raise allergic bumps on my skin.

I trotted back and forth between the garden garage and the containers, lifting the bag of potting soil up to the rims and pouring in fresh nutrients. 

I carried everything back to storage.  I dragged and un-kinked the hose, stomping on the curls that wouldn't straighten out.

I had no pain.  I didn't notice my hip.  I was strong and fleet of foot.

At the end of the day, I had "regular people's tiredness" planting me on the couch.  It wasn't a perforated person's performance at all.

I seem to be making progress without really noticing it at all.


  1. I am glad to here that you were able to do all that. Regular people tiredness is definitely a blessing.
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  2. Congratulations on your regular person's fatigue. We just painted two walls in the garage and I'm pretty sure it gave me "out of shape people's fatigue."

    1. I watched Dr K and Not-Kathy renovate their house side by side with the contractors. Just watching made me want to take a nap.


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