I have a cold. I stayed in bed until almost noon. Then I plotted out and halfheartedly dug part of the new path from the driveway to the back gate until Eric told me I should go inside and rest because I looked pale and weird and was walking like a Universal Monster.
For the rest of the afternoon I sat in bed and rearranged my Springfield in the Simpsons Tapped Out game in between bouts of dozing. (I am BoojooB on there if you play and want to add me.)
So not much gardening today, and it was so pretty out too, dammit. Tomorrow, I am sure, there will be more progress.