Post Tornado Siren Disorder [PTSD]

The middle of the night seems to be my writing time.  May as well use insomnia for something pseudo-creative.

Yesterday I eventually hobbled tiredly over to Avdi’s (with a minor knee injury from doing yard work) and did more work!  Everyone was sleep-deprived after those fun tornado sirens.  I brought the last of the seedling flats outside to harden off, and turned out the grow-lights downstairs.  With it pouring every day, I don’t have to worry much about watering.

E and I teamed up to make dinner.  Their air-fries are amazing.  Then I dragged myself home again.  The hundreds-of-years-old trees in Webster Groves are astounding.  I missed trees in Ohio.

I was so exhausted, I went to bed early, then couldn’t sleep!  So here I am.  It’s threatening to rain all afternoon and evening, so I may have to take a day off!

 

 

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