Stress

A busy day, and stressful in all the irksome ‘out of my control’ ways. Super early start for a conference call with Australia (not the whole country), then working, then holding bits of wood and reassuring Mr B that it all looked straight.

I made myself have an hour in the garden in the afternoon. The chopsaw was using my gardening plug so strimming will await another dry day, but instead I took out my irritation with everything by digging trenches around two large bushes that I want to move.

Now Ovaltine (my current sleeping drug) and a long read of my book two pages of my book before I collapse into sleep. Already my shoulders are regretting that digging...