Working on the lessons has stressed me out to the max. The main (Maine) coder left so many things undone that I was trying to take care of—and some of it was over my head. I was making a valiant effort, anyway. The editor had mercy on me and told me not to work on them today. That was fine with me. My stomach has felt like I’m trying to get an ulcer and I dreamed I was doing corrections last night. I remember the editor had redone the colors and they were now gold. I don’t remember what else I dreamed but it was disturbing, whatever it was.
When I opened the front door this morning, I was met by a mass of foliage. Every year, I prune branches back from the deck and every spring, here they are again. Even if the remains of the old house weren’t hiding me from the road, the plant life would. It’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic.
I need to remember to harvest the water kefir before I go to bed tonight. Last night, I was all snug in bed when it dawned on me I wasn’t through for the evening. Getting up, I dragged into the kitchen and poured it off, added the raisins and squeezed the lemon, then put it back to sit for another 24 hours. This evening, it will go into the fridge for the morrow.
Previously, I promised I would share some pictures of my sage. It’s a huge ball of purple flowers and the color would show up better at a different time of day. Be that as it may, I’ll post a couple of pictures tonight.
I haven’t felt good at all today. Working off and on all night, even though it was in my sleep, didn’t help. I hope to have a better night’s rest tonight and a more productive day tomorrow.