For the second week on the trot I’m a little pooped on a Wednesday. Armchair yoga is just so strenuous or maybe it was coming home and deciding it would be a good idea to strim some of the weeds in the ‘garden’. Namely the ones closest to the house so that I could get into the ‘garden’ without walking through a weedy meadow (okay maybe that’s a bit of an exageration but only a smigden).
I did attach the wheeled support to the strimmer which is provided for the infirm/incapable! B had nipped to his mum’s so wasn’t available to stop me or rather advise me that it prehaps wasn’t such a good idea. As a consequence this morning I woke up with a migraine hovering. It now seems to have backed off, after taking some headache tablets and isn’t the full blown jobbie from last week, so I only over did it a wee bit this time.
This got me to thinking about something I’ve thought about before. The universe should only allow you to have one thing wrong with you. I know it’s busy with the limitless expanses of space (which brings up another thought ‘How can space go on forever, but how can it stop?’) but it should set this ground rule.
And the final thought I’ll leave you with before settling down with my knitting, and which is potentially more disturbing than the space thought when confronted with it in public, is brought to you courtesy of us having a hot patch of weather…
‘Just because lycra can stretch doesn’t mean it should!’
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Your lycra thought is indeed very disturbing. As a fellow invalid (I’m banned from lifting anything heavier than 1kg for six weeks) I shudder at the prospect of using a strimmer. Chances are that by the time my six weeks are up, I won’t be able to get out the back door! 😉
Hey Paula, I love reading your Blog, you just make me smile all the time. I can picture your voice in my head, sayin stuff! haha. Lycra… Mine is deffo starting to stretch….. not good!! haha. xxxx Thinking of you xxxxxxxx ❤
A STRIMMER?! Are you INSANE?!?! Those things are absolutely lethal to the spine / lower back. FL was bedridden for weeks the last time he tried to swing one. And please do not under any circumstances let him catch wind (!) of there being an adaptation for the physically challenged. You need to hire a labourer. We are paying £8 an hour to have a farm labourer strim our weeds and it is the best thing we have ever done!
Translate, please, for us country folk… is it like what we call a “weed whacker” over here across the pond? In any event, you are supposed to be taking it easy, I surmised… or not?
Sandy – You are indeed correct but weed whacker makes it sound much more fun than strimmer! 😀
Amen to that lycra comment!! 🙂