Trying to look on the bright side after my fall, I told myself that my enforced sedentism would allow me to catch up sewing or drawing or maybe even blog posts. Instead, the lack of adequate exercise has left me unable to focus on anything and eating way too much.
Last week I was finally able to hobble out to the garden and plant some bedding plants my folks had bought. I had forgotten just how peaceful it can be in the garden, focusing on one small task at a time when – wham! – some stupid bee stung me. Twice.
As always, my boys are completely unconcerned with what happened to me. Toby in particular has been miserable to deal with because he hasn’t had enough exercise. The two of them jump on me and tip over the trash can and steal my books. Toby has discovered the bag I have ready to go to charity. No matter where I put it or how I secure it, he figures out a way to grab something and run.
Enjoy your naughtiness now, little puppy for one day I will be better. On that day, you’ll be in trouble…