I’m meeting my parents for supper at a local Mexican restaurant and them I’m coming home and going to bed. Why am I so sure about this? It’s because I am knackered.
I woke up early this morning and put the second coat of high gloss white paint on the crown molding in my living room. Then I went to my parents where I trimmed my Mom’s roses and attempted to get the thorny weeds out of Mom’s azalea bush.
Then I came home and planted 10 rose bushes in the back garden.
I am stiff and sore and oh, so, tired. It’s a good tired, but tired none the less. So I’m going to enjoy my supper and then fall into bed and I’m sure I’ll sleep until tomorrow!