Decided I was best, stressed and dressed for workin’ round the house today. Some sense of continuity, accomplishment, finishing up what I started yesterday. Some running around the loop of groceries, banks and the post office. You know, the real important things in life.
I should learn to turn off the computer when my brain is caught this way between the different worlds. No, I’m not on drugs, nor need them. This is just normal me.
I’m justified, I think, in putting Dad off until tomorrow. He wants the hedges cut, and I cannot convince him that they’re only beginning to grow and it’s too early yet. But if I don’t, he will, and it’s a bit too much for him, I think. But this: If I wait until tomorrow, at least they’ll have grown a little more.
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