It's so beyond hot & muggy out today! I'm spending the rest of the day inside with the a/c & ceiling fan going. Hmmmmm... another thing I could do with all of that lawn - I've got plenty of room for a pool. Problem is, they'd have to dynamite the backyard to get one in the ground - oh well, it's a nice thought. I SHOULD be going through & organizing the mounds of paperwork in my office... but that isn't any fun. Went out to water the potted plants on my deck - it's so miserable out, Rocco refused to come outside with me.
We went to the lake earlier today, but the heat was just too much. I suppose it would have been fine if either of us had bothered to get IN the lake, but I'm not all that fond of creepy crawlies and Rocco only likes to wade up to his ankles. Maybe we'll go back this evening once it's cooled down a bit. Oh yeah, I live five minutes from the lake. Sylvester, on the other hand, is out on the deck all stretched out and basking in the sunshine. Crazy cat!
One of these days, if it ever cools down, I've got a ton of gardening to do. As in digging the rest of the flowerbed that is supposed to wrap around my house but at the moment only goes across the front. The dirt here is rocky clay, so where it's impossible to build raised beds (next to the house) I have been digging out at least a foot deep and replacing the horrible dirt with good topsoil. It's a major undertaking, but the flowers are just beautiful. I've got the prettiest flowerbeds on the street - seriously, I do.
So, that's a lot of what I do when I'm not working. I garden. I also belong to a couple of garden clubs that are active and keep busy going to meetings, potlucks, etc. I spent a lot of time last year volunteering at an equine therapy program for handicapped children, but have cut back on time spent there due to gas prices and the fact that it's an hour long drive to get there (one way) and I have difficulty driving long distances (the whole nerve damage in my hand thing). In the evenings, Rocco and I stroll through our neighborhood, stopping to talk to the neighbors as we pass by. I've got some wonderful neighbors that have become good friends. It has been one year since I moved here from California. I'm finding I like the slower, friendlier pace of Tennessee very much.
