Que Sera Sera

The weather has cooled, finally, and I've had some days off (three in a row!) Thus I've gotten back out to the garden.  Our yard is one of those areas that has been horrifically neglected this summer.  I've not had the time and Mr. Peculiar would really rather do anything but work in the yard.  Me?  I like it.  I like the bending and digging and pulling and trimming.  I like being outside.  I like chatting with neighbors as they walk by.  I like the good sore that comes with hard work. And, of course,  I like the satisfaction of a job well done.

Though it would be easy (minus the expense) to have a gardener,  I would not enjoy it.  What's there to feel good about if someone else has done all the work?

I managed today despite having vertigo and balance issues on and off.  The beauty of being home is that I can accomplish things despite my bothersome ear.  Then, if need be, I can lie down and ride out the rougher periods.  Not so at my paying job.  First off there's no room to be incapacitated.  Second off I can't help but to feel guilty when out of commission.

Alas there's not much to be done (shy of rest and fluids and a healthy diet and exercise).

I did make it through a very busy work weekend without falling over (though did feel off balance at 4:00 am).   I keep reminding myself whatever will be will be.  Things may be get better or they may get worse.  I don't have a crystal ball and I don't have a whole lot of control.  Instead I need to appreciate the good moments and survive the bad ones.

All in all today was quiet good.  Sleeping in.  Cool breezes.  Hanging with the chickens and new flowers for the yard.   And now a long hot shower.  Doesn't that sound just fabulous?  

xo.