The funny thing is that I worked at the library on Monday. The librarian is getting her summer reading programs nailed down. I have been helping her make sample crafts that she can show when she does a presentation at area pre-schools and the elementary schools.
So I have made buckets out of old jeans and mixed up cement to make flower pots. Monday I painted rocks to look like a penguin and a strawberry, mixed more cement (this time with color added) for three more pots, and cut out pigs. Lots of pigs and poster board patterns for piggy banks.
Obviously it exhausted me.
On Tuesday, I worked in the garden. There are so many perennials that have been in need of dividing for some time now. I worked for hours, digging and pulling and replanting. I edged a good portion of the front garden bed. I was tired in that pure physical kind of way, but I woke up early and feeling so refreshed. Obviously, I needed the physicality of all that effort.
It seems like spring has been slow around here this year. This has actually worked to my advantage. I have been able to get to those things needing division and replanting before everything is up and getting out of hand and too overwhelming. I feel that I accomplished something and that feels good.
Even though, right now the garden does look more like an exploded mine field than a flower bed.
I liked this post from the Herb Gardener this morning.
Today I will get my car fixed. Did I mention that I backed into a dumpster in the drive at my daughter's place? Ouch! My grand son had to get out to look after the cracking and crunching sound.
"Oh, that's horrible," he said. "Will Mike be mad at you?"
I really didn't think it was all that horrible until I took it to the dealer's collision center for an estimate--over $500. This is the replacement piece of plastic:
The estimate included all kinds of detail (.2 hr. labor to unscrew the each bolt on the door hinge) and they said they would need the car for two days. Mike wasn't mad at me so much, but he was quite outraged at the estimate.
So he took it to a friend of his who dabbed some paint on a few scratches from a bottle that resembled black nail polish. "You order the part online and I'll put on...should take about 20 minutes."
Tell me big corporations aren't ruining this country. It pays to support the small, independent businesses. At least it paid me--getting the job done for a quarter of the first estimate.
Also, I talked to my insurance agent. They would have paid half, but he advised me against making a claim in case I had an accident that required--oh, say--$7000 worth of repairs in the next three years. Then, with two claims, my premiums would go way up. Well, I hate to gamble that nothing bad will happen even though I don't really plan on having a serious accident. I hate insurance--it's such a lose-lose situation for the customer.
Anyway, I am happy that the car is fixed.