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I get taking down the greenhouse and digging up the garden.

 Have a day, digging up dirt. Moving compost. Life is such a chore with my hand hurting.
Yet as they say it, hate me now, love me later.
I start stretching my hand to make it feel better.  Taking it with the work.

  My hand hurts at moments yet it 😔 ok.
Dixie gets in the dirt with me and I guess like all such chores.  I lose myself in tasks.  The days get easier when I keep busy.

Life is ok, news stranger day by day.
The dog whisperer gets her sitting when people arrive.  I am not perfect.  Id like to say I am, yet spending time with the dog in the garden, she helps me dig.

So I dig. And dig around me the dog couldn't handle the excitement.


She bounces up and over. In and out in all the time working.

Even some ball throwing.

I did my 💯 push ups 😁 today again. I am happy I got to that with the gardening.
Kim ordered me to the shower 😊.  Now relaxing in the recliner, dog at my feet.

Kim gets to saying take off that shirt, let me see the muscles.
We laugh and such chores as she cleans the kitchen.  I take the garbage out.
Putting the bin on the street.

Another day.  One would say there's better news coming. 

Mostly likely the comics.
😀

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