I spent the last two days weeding my flowerbeds (three hours, damn you, bindweed, damn you!), shopping for flowers for my window boxes (four nurseries and the best that I could come up with was petunias, pansies, geraniums, and Candytuft; it was a bit disappointing, to be honest), planting said window boxes, planting my vegetable garden, hosing down the porch in anticipation of The Teenager's annual last-day-of-school slip'n'slide party, and spray-painting a couple of wicker pieces for the porch.
I am so sore I can't believe it, and, this is despite a two-hour soak in the tub last night (with glass of wine, naturally).
On the bright side, I also got to enjoy a thrift-store sojourn with my friends from work (score: a vintage wicker table and an antique hand-wringer, which; made an excellent planter for the Candytuft I purchased), and, Hugh and I made time to take in a performance of 1776, a Musical at our local community theater, so; it wasn't all drudgery and sweat.
Just, you know, most of it.
Which, is why I am really looking forward to going back to work tomorrow; I need the rest.