A Good Kind of Tired

This is what 'the spot' looked like when my day started . . . .I spent the day fetching, transporting and then planting ten 30 year old blueberry bushes. Now I can check off one more fulfilled compulsion. What is it with me and my ridiculous farming compulsions anyway?! At least this one was cheaper than the greenhouse is going to be.

I was too tired to take an 'after' picture so that will have to wait until tomorrow (yes, I really was THAT tired).

I am sore, dirty, hungry and tired tonight, but it is so satisfying knowing that it was energy expended toward something productive. Of course, now that I have 10 in the ground I am just certain that I need another 20 or so.

And I am so exhausted that I don't want to cook. What a waste . . .because we all know how good food tastes when we are really hungry, right? Well, wouldn't it be nice to have your own cooking taste THAT good? I wonder why it is that food always tastes better when someone else makes it, especially after a day of manual labor. Wait . . . that gives me an idea . . .maybe the next time I have dinner guests I'll run them ragged first--flat out exhaust them--and then feed them . . .they will LOVE my food that way. Hmmmm. I have to give this some serious thought.