Yesterday turned out to be quite good, after a strange start I kicked myself up the backside and got stuck in.
The sun finally came out and I had a binge in the garden, mowed the moss (not much grass left) weeded the beds and pruned anything that didn’t move, as there is nothing like a good hack at an inanimate object for boosting your “happy” level.
Then I got stuck in to the attic, and collected a pile of stuff for the recycling centre, along with sundry other items, and loaded it all in the car, which is now full to overflowing.
So I have five large bags of garden waste, various computer cases in bits, speaker stands and an old TV stand to dispose of, and I felt good.
The recycling centre opens at eight this morning, and I am going down there early to dispose of the unwanted items.
The only sang is I am knackered, and walking like Quasimodo, ache all over and feel all of my nearly 58 years, that will teach me.
A “proper” blog will be posted later, after I have had a sit down and a cup of very strong coffee.
“Common sense is the measure of the possible; it is composed of experience and prevision; it is calculation applied to life.” Henri Frederic Amiel
Angus
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The sun finally came out and I had a binge in the garden, mowed the moss (not much grass left) weeded the beds and pruned anything that didn’t move, as there is nothing like a good hack at an inanimate object for boosting your “happy” level.
Then I got stuck in to the attic, and collected a pile of stuff for the recycling centre, along with sundry other items, and loaded it all in the car, which is now full to overflowing.
So I have five large bags of garden waste, various computer cases in bits, speaker stands and an old TV stand to dispose of, and I felt good.
The recycling centre opens at eight this morning, and I am going down there early to dispose of the unwanted items.
The only sang is I am knackered, and walking like Quasimodo, ache all over and feel all of my nearly 58 years, that will teach me.
A “proper” blog will be posted later, after I have had a sit down and a cup of very strong coffee.
“Common sense is the measure of the possible; it is composed of experience and prevision; it is calculation applied to life.” Henri Frederic Amiel
Angus
NHS Behind the headlines
Angus Dei politico
NHS-THE OTHER SIDE
2 comments:
I think you need to teach me how to get into that sort of mood!!!
It was pure guilt, the garden looked like a "wildlife preserve" which is good for the insects and other things, but Mrs A was very particular about her garden and I could feel the disapproval in the ether.
As to the attic, the last time I opened the trap, there was a deluge of unwanted items that fell out, that was a matter of necessity.
I think the trigger was the sun coming out, I was indoors and it looked so nice out, and you know what happens when you start something in the garden:)
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