He who loves to haul things and run errands procured for she who mulches a trailer full of dark brown mulch yesterday and I started with my largest bed. I was optimistic and thought I would knock it out in no time. He who really hates all things involving manual labor offered to help............ knowing I would decline. His idea of mulching is to grab a shovel and sling the mulch mindlessly into the bed with no regard to where it lands as long as it is within the borders of the flower bed. I prefer to tuck it gently around my flowers and the requisite frogs that adorn all my beds. Looks nicer and I don't knock my plants around and kill them. This requires lots of bending and hauling small buckets and even though my muscles were screaming last night, I continued mulching this morning and didn't stop until I used every last tiny little handful of the stuff. I topped that off with a porch cleaning marathon ............... had to rid the porch of the cat yak I discovered and all the dead bugs. While cleaning was quite satisfying, the hour in the pool made me feel like a new person.
Tent camping has come a long way, don't you think? This one looks like a cottage. I think I could sleep in a tent. As long as it had a bed that I didn't have to fall to my knees to get into ..... and a fan ................. and a bathroom. I really like a bathroom ........... and not one I have to walk through the dark park to get to.
I like this tent, though.