Yesterday's plan was to work with hubby carting four trailer-loads of branches and cut-up trees to a temporary bulky waste site that the town set up for storm cleanup. I lay in bed wondering what flavorful nugget I would find in the day. Yard work is not my "thing."
The weather was crisp, with a slight breeze. At first, the tips of my fingers became numb (in spite of the work gloves). Okay, pay attention to good things instead, I reminded myself.
Under the pine trees, as we piled branches and cut up wood with a sometimes-functioning chain saw, the aroma was lovely.
It is kind of nice to work together with hubby. He is really pretty easy to get along with. I just did what I could, and felt good about being there to help.
By our late lunchtime, I was starving. Food tastes better when you are starving.
I spent the afternoon doing some cooking and housework. By 8:30 pm we were both in bed, exhausted from the day's work. However, physical exhaustion is a lot more pleasant than emotional exhaustion.
Aromas. Teamwork. Food on an empty stomach. Sleep for a tired body.
Not a bad day!
