Nothing doing. Grocery binge this morning. Our cupboards were bare. Laura's on her way home. We're both mysteriously exhausted. The small bouts of yardwork are doing us in. We are out of that shape. She wants to do Insanity. She is insanity. Tomorrow is gonna be busy. Up at 6, recycling, quarry, home, treefarm, home, and trying to shape it all in between. We're hoping by the end of the month you won't even recognize our front yard. Don't worry. We'll give you the new directions. For now, I'll watch the Mets lose to Houston (again) and drink a warm glass of water.
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