Third Person

I have been so busy the last few weeks that I haven’t been writing here the normal amount. Generally I share my days but other than some instances, which I’ve noted, my daily life has not been particularly interesting lately. I’ve been working – morning, noon and night – on the garden tour.

It’s set for 2-6 on Sunday and at this point there’s not much more I can do to make it successful. I’ve done about all I can do. We’ve got some great gardens and the weather is supposed to be nice so hopefully it will go well.

Saturday I am working a health fair all day – not exactly what I would like to do the day before a garden tour, but that’s just the way it worked out. Today a huge garden tour project got done in about half the time I expected, so that was a bonus.

I’ve got volunteers tomorrow afternoon to do the ticket books and I’ll be so glad to have it done. I need to rest a bit. Monday I rest. Monday. Monday. Monday.

All work and no play makes Patsy a very dull girl. And Patsy doesn’t like herself much like that. Oh my gosh, I’ve started talking about myself in the third person like Bob Dole. I must break that habit quickly.