And sadly, I'm posting this on a Sunday night.
Lots of asphalt time for work the last three days. On the road 12 hours Friday and close to 9 hours each yesterday and today. And each of those days began at 5 or 5:30 a.m.
It's all I've been able to do, coming home, moving the horses to a new grazing paddock, then heading to the sofa for a nap.
The cats are mad at me because I've been feeding them when I get home the last few days rather than first thing in the morning. There was a method to my madness - I've been avoiding turning on the barn lights so I don't have the horses hanging their heads over the gate begging for their breakfast when I don't have the time to mess with it.
The garden was looking rather peaked tonight, so I dug out the sprinkler again and let it run for a few hours. No significant rain in the forecast any time soon.
I should really mow the yard at some point. Maybe tomorrow, but then I've been saying that for the last three days.
