Concrete flowers: piers springing up in the warm days
At a minimum, the next time I go over, I need to mow trails, as well as around the cabin and the building site. My generator is ready to be picked up, too, so that'll be going out next. And I need some gravel in a couple of places. And so on and so forth.
I may be slow, but I'm still making forward progress. And that's something to be thankful for.
Meanwhile, I've also got a bunch of stuff going on here at home. The latest issue of The Pathfinder (our Conference Scouting ministry newsletter) has got to be put in the mail. I'm cooking for a big Cub-o-ree in a couple of weeks, so recipes, grocery lists, and shopping have to be gotten after. And the garage needs to be straightened up and some of the heavy stuff (scrap metal, old electronics) needs to be disposed of. And in my spare time (snort), I really need to walk more. The fat is clinging to me, and I can't get it to go away.
As T-Bone used to say, "Such predicaments. I must forge ahead."