Fried

I’d say I was suffering from brain fry today except that it’s not just my brain it’s my whole body and my whole existential being. After working in the yard for half the day yesterday and working around the house for half the day today, my tank is completely empty. Mentally, physically, the whole kit. I’d say I need to sleep, but I had a really good night’s sleep last night and it didn’t clear things up after yesterday’s labors.

I was going to write something else too, but I think doordash just dropped off our dinner. We’re not supposed to be dining out anymore (well… taking out, more accurately?) but with all the work we’ve done today we’ve kind of earned it.

I’ll write more after dinner.