The past two days have been filled with the hot, dusty, and exhausting work of maintaining a couple of yards. My own and that of my parents. Yards that haven't really been enjoying the hot, dry summer (and dry year).
The weeds find a way to grow anyway, even without water, which is only an issue in my own yard, not my parents' yard. They water their (mostly weedless) yard, at least a little, so their grass still needs to be mowed. Except for all the dead spots.
I'll need to do their yard again in a week or so, but I may not need to do much to mine for a month or more. Unless it rains. So the additional work won't be an issue for a while.
I would like to catch my breath and rest, but since someone in the house has the newest version of Covid, I haven't really had a chance. Maybe if I catch The 'Rona I can use that as an excuse to take a day or two off.
Who am I kidding? The cats will still need to be fed, litter boxes still need to be cleaned, and non-cat-related things still need to be done around the house, no matter how I feel or how tired I am. At least it keeps me from getting lazy or using sickness to justify sitting around. Responsibility keeps you going when you'd rather not. That's one reason having responsibility is better than having none.
Added: I had a dream last night about how much more yardwork I still had to do before I was done. I was very relieved when I woke up and didn't have that hanging over me!
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