- We're working on our vegetable garden -
- The logistics of it have been figured out -
- That was my part -
- Aaron's part is the muscle-power -
- That part's not finished yet -
- But hopefully by the end of the week -
- And I'm daydreaming -
- I have been for a couple days -
- Ever since I visited with a girlfriend -
- She's daydreaming -
- And apparently it's contagious -
Have I mentioned that I HATE being outside. I hate sweating, I hate dirt under my nails. I hate bugs. I hate the wind blowing my hair into my face. I hate squinting in the bright light. And I HATE that being hot makes it very difficult for me to breathe - really - it makes me think I'm going to pass out (lung problems). ..... So, I guess the real problem is that for the first time in our married-life we actually OWN SOIL, and I feel obligated to do something useful and beautiful with it.
I've been outside WEEDING recently, and each time I comment (several times) how much I hate yard work. I don't want to use Round-up to kill the weeds. I was told that it's made by the same company that made Agent Orange and DEET - not the best track record! But the weeds need to go (they irritate me), and we can't afford a gardener (by a LONG shot!), so I weed. I've also been outside "helping" with the vegetable garden. Technically I'm not doing anything to help - I just feel like I am because I'm standing there taking pictures and telling Aaron how cute he is when he bends over to pick up something.
But even though I really, truly HATE being outside I've been daydreaming. Who wouldn't when there's such beauty to be planted?