A State of Gardening Recovery

Went to bed feeling bruised and battered and achey all over. (This after a couple hours of quiet time, a nice warm shower, a pair of aspirin, and a mug of sleepytime tea.) Woke up feeling mostly better, save for my hands (still feeling bruised, battered, and scratched up) and a stitch on my right.

Hooray for the restorative powers of unconsciousness!

My mental lists are currently in disarray; I need to sort out and write down what needs to be done when, as this week has a couple deadline-sensitive things cropping up. Somewhere in there is get back into editing, and also somewhere in there is amending at least one more garden bed. Spring is crashing all my to-dos (writing, gardening, sewing) together while unfairly not giving me any more hours in the day to do them. I wish to object.

*deletedeletedeleterephrase*

Writing class starts again this Wednesday, so I edited another ten pages for them. Redwoods, banana slugs, thieving ring-tailed cats, and giant wolves! Am stopped in the editing-for-class sweep at 257/619 and 129,243 words. Editing-for-myself, I'm at 171/619. The gap is closing!