Well, my latest attempts to take advantage of Abby’s Monday night grad school classes haven’t gone so well. My Read/Write Mondays have more often than not been a chance to catch up on work. Well, not so much catch up, but make up for less than efficient days.

I did manage to plough through several Harry Potter volumes and have done a fair amount of blogging on Monday nights. So it’s not like I’m a complete failure.

I am finding it hard to sit at my desk and do “work” all day long and into the evening. Especially in the summer when it’s hot and sticky in the afternoon. Tonight I worked into the evening, then started catching up on some not-as-urgent work. Just before it got dark and the mosquitos came out in full force I went out to the front yard to pull weeds. Despite the many things I want to blog about, my mind is busy, my eyes bleary, and my wrists on the edge. Sometimes you need to do work of a different variety.

I’m not a gardener. I really don’t like it. But it gave me a lot of satisfaction weeding the hill we filled in with ground cover a few weeks back. I was amazed to see how the little plants spread, both growing larger and wider (actually beginning to covering the ground) as well as launching some new satellite plants.

Then I took Speak around the blog, came home to write about it, and now Abby’s home. So no more time to rant, which is probably OK.