Today I woke up and watered the backyard. I sit under a willow tree and hold the hose out spraying cool water to all my thirsty flowers and my one tomato plant. Molly, the fat pug, sits far away from me, scared that I may spray her too. Wendy, the old dog, sits on the other side of the yard, under some shade, enjoying the morning breeze. This is one of the few things I have found that I can do by myself. I actually sorta, snuck this chore when my husband went back to work on Monday. I decided I needed to do SOMETHING. It can drive a person crazy, just laying in bed day after day, night after night, while life goes on outside those four walls. I watched TV, but after awhile I noticed many, many shows should take away the COM in SITCOM, they're not even funny. I think I've read every magazine published and online. Sigh. It is day 50 today. Friday. I should be at work counting down the hours 'till quittin' time so I can come home and play with my children. But I'...
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