Awake for what that might mean.

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The clouds and cool are just not helping.  At least I didn't sleep more, or much more, than eight hours.  It is a bit rough this morning.

I am hoping to do something today.  To be honest, I want to hit the dishes first, and just power through them.  That in order to take a shower early.  Then get the last load of regular clothes through.  And, then, finally, out to remove the sod and double dig... perhaps planting while I am digging.  I might clear and dig down on half of it, then plant, so as to give my body a bit of variety?  It seems to help me stay on task if I don't do one thing for too long.  Mixing things up helps.

I did call my mother.  She is down with the flu.  Has been, that is.  She seems to be on the rebound.  I have to guess their weather hasn't been all that much better than ours, though that isn't always the problem.  I'll check on her early this coming week.

She suggested that I prepare for a drive back home next May.  Something about her, an aunt, maybe an uncle and cousin, heading to Texas for my eldest niece's graduation.  I must admit, the headstart helps.  I would sorely like to see family again.  My uncles and aunts are passing at an alarming pace.  As well, I would like to visit with cousins, second cousins, various sorts of in-laws and long family friends, and some others... we are all getting longer in the tooth.

Oh, I'm not complaining... about being tired, about the work, about getting older, or anything.  It's a good life, I enjoy work only wishing I could do more of it for longer periods and more often.  Yeah, I'll get to some of it again today.  More than I think... I think.  I hope you have a good working or resting Saturday yourself.  If nothing else, go on out.  Find or make something to eat, and go for a picnic.  Hmm... actually I am going to aim for that next Saturday.  Roasted chicken, steamed veggies with butter, and tea... perhaps something else.  I'll have to figure out how to keep it warm, and put together a picnic kit in the interim.  It's a goal, mind you.

Later.