Did Friday ever happen? -- (edited)
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I swear to God, I am utterly worn out, if not bereft. I know it actually is Saturday, but it's felt like three days of Wednesday suddenly jumping to Saturday afternoon.
I haven't felt this tired, worn out, wrung out, exhausted, and just ... ugh ... since the fall of 2019.
But, on the other hand, I spent a good part of the afternoon putting in what will likely be the best garden I've put in in years.
And I'm making my own vegetable stock right now, partially to provide a base for a homemade cioppino for dinner tonight.
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