The weekend is here. The husband is upstairs right now getting dressed, a simple act that’s going to launch a two-day stint that will kick my ass.
We have to finish the railroad tie wall this weekend, as well as the removal of a ton of dirt by hand. We have to get it done because we only have 9 days til winter parking ban, and we still have to have a layer of gravel brought in and then cement poured before we can put the MGs up there.
I also have edits to finish for Forever Again. Clearly somebody didn’t read my horoscope this month in which I was told that every word I write will be golden.
Bring on the Bengay and Applebee’s New England Mudslides. I’m going to need them.