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June 3, 2010 | Uncategorized

On Tuesdays, at the butt crack of dawn, the trash collections roll through my neighborhood. At a respectable hour, I saunter outside to return the recycling and garbage containers to their appointed slots. Last week, while I was performing this mundane task, the sun broke through the cloud cover and illuminated a sassy weed in the west border. It was the work of a minute to rip the offender out from the rich soil, which is reserved for nourishing ornamentals.

Unfortunately, the weed, like so many of his ilk, was not a single man passing through the garden. He’d already started a family and sent out invitations to his friends and relatives. I rooted out the rowdy interlopers, dusted off my grimy hands and returned to the house where the cursor blinked expectantly. To my amazement, nearly an hour had passed.

Since it takes me an hour to put away the garbage cans, it’s no wonder I’m having a hard time getting my words done. :shocked:

So what’s eating your time?

Posted by Evanne @ 4:00 am  

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