When the phone rang late this morning and Mark's name showed up, fear and anxiety took over my mind. Mark rarely calls and it's always in the evening if he does. Mark sends quick texts. Not a great one as his brother, John, for conversation. My first question when I answered was are you okay? He gave a little chuckle and agreed it was out of character and his routine to call, especially during the day. Mark has been driving package deliveries for Uber and Walmart while he's between jobs and was sitting in the Walmart loading zone for a twenty minute wait before he could pick up his next load and decided to call me. Somethings are just too much information to text so he called to ask how I was handling my issues. Since the shed was moved almost two months ago, I've been waiting for the driveway to be graded and the hole filled in. In order to have the shed moved a couple of volunteers moved all the huge container gardens to various places around the yard damaging th
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"no words needed".............................. Went to Walmart yesterday morning after walking Konehete Park and noticed the 3-burner grill I had looked at a couple of months ago for $149 was marked down to $96. Into my cart it went and my neighbor on the north side of my house offered to assemble it for me. Actually, his wife offered to assemble it until she saw how many directions and pieces it had and told Charlie he could do it. It'll be so pleasant to do fish outside again and not splatter it all over the cook-stove (NC terminology). Also, bought a light lilac butterfly bush at Tractor Supply on the way home and with last night's pouring rain the ground was very workable for me. This past winter the one degree temperatures we had around Christmas killed some of my established bushes and perennials. I'm still looking for the deep purple one. After I planted the new bush I weed whacked the lower yard beyond the fenced garden, raked and piled up dead
Some mornings are emotionally rough, especially with so many being cold and dreary and slow to see the sun. We've had low 50s starts which makes the house cold, to me. My mornings begin with a warm shower and 20 minute yin yoga slow stretches to get the kinks out. As I type this at one o'clock, the temperature has reached 80. Unexpected emotional ups and downs are draining, tiring some days and long dark dreary mornings trigger the blues. I've also been overwhelmed with the state of clutter and unfinished projects for months that I have no control over. This week I began to feel some relief as a few tasks showed signs of completion. Weeks ago the shed was moved exposing the sinkhole. To move the shed a friend from station 25 disconnected the power and finally got time to come back, extend it and hook it back up. So now I have lights in the shed again. Also weeks ago before the shed was moved all the large plant containers were "rolled" all over the place