Hard Graft

Backblip to yesterday.  My plans were to get up, and get out into the garden for some serious tidying up. 

Sadly, my heart just wasn't in it, so I practiced every 'work avoidance' technique in the book before I eventually got started about 4 o'clock in the afternoon! 

It was 11 o'clock before I stopped though, and I was pretty darn proud of myself because of how much I had got done.  Hours and hours on my knees, with a wee 'L' shaped knife thingy, gouging the horrible green stuff out from between the slabs on the patio. 

By the time I eventually stopped for the night I was absolutely knackered, but in that good way where you feel vindicated in being so tired. 

Thank Goodness - I've got my gardening mojo back!