It is only April 4 and my yard clean-up is done for the year. I cannot believe it right up until I look at my hands.
I have broken five of my ten fingernails. If my fingernails were teeth, I'd look like a hockey player who played without a mouth guard. Yechhh!
On Monday, my gardener came and we worked for five hours cleaning and cutting outside. I didn't even start to feel tired until after four hours, which is a huge improvement over my former gardening abilities. And I only broke one nail.
Today, in three hours time I managed to break four nails. About every other one is broken, which means I should probably just cut and file back the others. But who knows? Maybe I can break the rest doing the prep work for Easter dinner tomorrow.
I love to see gardening ads with a woman who is immaculate, well-coiffed, wearing her garden gloves with her little garden basket next to her and kneeling on a garden bench tending the garden. Who is she? Where is she?
Me? I'd take a self-portrait of myself when I came in today, but you might think I was dressed for Halloween. I don't think I'll be in any garden ads anytime soon.
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