I spent way too much time with the television today. I'll blame the foxtails I pulled this morning, which wore me out. Then the machine lulled me back to sleep. Now it's very late and I haven't even dealt with the wheelie bins. Or had dinner. Or read LJ. And there are still more foxtails to be pulled.
Maybe the rain tomorrow will keep the ground damp enough that I can pull more later in the week. Tomorrow it's chiropractor day. After dealing with those weeds I really need the adjustment, but I'll have to be careful not to undo it for the next couple of days. Maybe the weeds will have to wait until Friday or so.
