It is Monday. It is raining. Talk about a depressing combination. Yesterday, on the other hand, was gorgeous. The sun only peeked out a few times, but there was no wind, making it warm enough for me to spend over 5 hours cleaning up the yard and working in my flowerbeds. Also, I cleaned and organized my stall in the garage.
Today I am paying the price for yesterday's ambitions. I feel as though I have been beaten with a crowbar about the arms and legs. I'm not going to complain, though, because this is a good kind of ache, the kind that lets me know that I've worked out all the cobwebs that have collected throughout the past six months of winter. I hope today's storms melt away the last of the snowbanks.