Chores...

They poured the garage floor yesterday. I did graffiti the date and my parents' initials. My choices for the location of the graffiti were very limited, so I chose a spot that my mom could cover up with a planter. My handwriting is not the best and printing with a nail in stiff cement makes my handwriting... how can I say this nicely... ummm - yucky. I did my very best and it doesn't look too bad...


I spent the whole day outside. I purchased 20 bags of mulch and proceeded to mulch the gardens in front of the house. I did 15 bags all by myself. They weigh 85 lbs a piece and by the time I got to #15 they felt like they weighed about 150lbs each... Mr. Bug helped me finish after dinner. It is much easier to do the spreading if someone else is lifting and pouring... My front yard now looks presentable. I am still looking for something to cover the phone thingy in my front yard... I originally considered a wishing well... They are very expensive and I'd need the largest one, of course. I may consider a plastic rock.

Mr. Bug tells me that when I get a chore like mulching in my head, I become a machine. Yesterday I was a machine. Today I am a creaky old woman. My body is screaming at me - I found muscles I forgot I had... I think a large dosage of ibuprofen might help.

LadyBug