Sept 20 is my day

[Boss.man]

Sept 20 is my day

Thank you all for your kind words. I'm through Day 1, and took a sleeping pill now so it's nighty-night for me at 8pm. (I work 6-2 so that's actually not unusual for me to go to bed very early.)

I didn't expect or have a tough time with Day 1. I'm steeling myself now for the tougher days ahead. I think tomorrow I'm going to just immerse myself in seasonal chores in my garden. I can bring in the planters, and trim the flowers, store the lawn furniture. Monday will bring work. A week from today will see me either slipped, or emerging in success. I'm not going to focus on that. I'm just going to focus on the simple fact that I'm going to stop having a liquid run my life.

[WaitingToExhale]

Sept 20 is my day

Boss, if you run out of gardening chores, I think I'm only a few hour flight from you. My garden will keep those hands busy!

Congrats on the re-focus guy.

[Boss.man]

Sept 20 is my day

Ah. Gardening in So-Cal.

I've come to think that "gardening" as a hobby mostly involves trying to raise plants that are just a bit "out of zone" for your climate region. So here in the Pacific Northwest, that means growing windmill palms, and other hardy palms. I have a new citrus (potted so it can winter briefly inside) which is a Chinese cool-climate variety. Gardening means Cactus gardens with special soil covers to compensate for our rainy climate, or green grass and lush cover in your area of Southern California.

So gardening is a kind of self-induced frustration. If we all simply sought to grow crabgrass, dandelions, and thistle, and have them covered with aphids and eaten by slugs, we would all be done by now!