Yesterday we dug up about 30 sq feet of our front lawn to extend the one flower bed out into the yard. That was backbreaking work. I’m glad I didn’t start with that – I planted the vegetables, weeded the whole yard, and then went to work. Mike came out not long after I started to help, and I couldn’t have done it without him. It took probably about a third of the time it would have taken me to do it with both of us working on it. I planted a rose bush and some calla lilies, but I need to go to Lowe’s this morning to pick up a few more things since the bed is a lot bigger than we had originally planned. I’m not complaining, it’s going to look really nice when it’s all done. After that, I just have to mulch all of the beds. And then the landscaping is done and all I have to do is maintain it for the rest of the year.
I really don’t want to go to Lowe’s this morning, but I want to get in early before they get busy, get home, and get this finished.
That’s the last of the big projects for the week. After that, it’s cleaning the house, straightening up the garage, doing the laundry, getting the last little things ready for the party, and relaxing on the patio with a book. I’m actually kind of shocked that I’ve managed to stick to my game plan so far this week. It helps that I’ve been sleeping well and actually getting up with the alarm and getting moving.
I made a decision about my psychiatrist – I need to find a new one. I’ve been lucky these past few months that I haven’t really had a crisis of any sort and really needed him, but this can’t continue. It’s going to suck trying to find a new one and getting that relationship established again, but I don’t feel like I have a choice. I can’t have a doctor that I can’t get ahold of in any way. Honestly, that’s part of the reason I got back into therapy, so there was someone doing a psychological check in occasionally. Sure, there are things that we’re working on, but this was the overall plan. Find a therapist, work on some stuff that needed to be addressed, develop a relationship. I hate to change doctors – I have (had) such a good relationship with the last one. Aside from this vanishing act, he’s going to be a hard act to follow.
Well, I’m off to get dirty.
Happy Memorial Day, everyone!