Doing some physical work can be grounding. Yesterday I mowed the lawn, put the front storm door up, moved the picnic table and benches to the garage, took the porch swing down for storage. Today I stacked this pile of wood, which should keep me warm for about a month if it doesn't get too cold outside:
This is what my friends Granny Sue and Batsy refer to as a "hedge fund." In this case, that's accurate: much of the wood in this pile is Osage Orange, also called hedge. Those tins are for the ashes from the stove.
I also cleaned the gutters this morning, pulled up the morning glories and the tomato plants, fixed a faucet, did dishes and swept the front walk.
That's enough grounding for now. Back to my daydreams. Oh, and maybe some office work.
1 comment:
Great post. When I get into my deepest "fibro fog" or my ADD zigzagging, I go clean something or file somethings or or or....I like to do "10 Minutes in Heaven" with "doing" some household thing instead of "computing." Welcome home.
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