its very cold and windy out and and it is trash day and twice the wind knocked over one of the recycling barrels and i had to go out and scoop everything up and put it back in the barrel before it all blew down the hill and then the recycling truck finally came and as i was slipping on shoes to go bring the barrels back around one of the lids went flying down the hill like a frisbee. my life is a neverending series of trials. when do i rest???











