Ever since I got sick, I’ve been wasting beautiful days. …Days I could’ve been out in the garden, but instead was on the couch. My pattern had settled into: leave school quickly after classes were over, eat something when I got home, fall asleep on the couch, wake up and stumble around the house, go back to watching TV because prime time was on, then go to bed. I didn’t like it. It felt like I was depressed or something, when really I was just feeling sick still.
Yesterday changed all that. When I got home yesterday, I mixed up some plant poison so I could kill weeds. When I found out my sprayer was broken, even that didn’t stop me. I went out and got a replacement. I went out! I must be feeling better.
This is just the first poisoning of the season. I will need to do subsequent poisonings to kill everything that needs killing.
You didn’t sound depressed to me – you sounded awesome. That’s like the perfect day!!!
I would kill the weeds too if they had broken apart my sidewalk like that.
I’m glad to hear you kill your crack-weeds with poison. If you can do it, I can do it. And I will. (evil laugh)
“crack weeds” Hahaha! I’ll never look at them the same way again.