Idiom: Snake in the Grass

Meaning: Someone who is a snake in the grass betrays you even though you have trusted them.
While I shouldn’t call my own dear husband such names, I’m wondering why in the world he can’t just cut the grass already?
 
He explains over at his blog with a picture of what I can see outside my window.  Click on the tiny picture to find the detail.  The photo is from a slightly different angle than my view.

The discussion about the yard is pretty much our most exciting situation going on here at the house.

On my To-Do List are the items:

sweep kitchen floor
brother’s birthday gift
clear study table
finish cotton lap robe
vacuum love seat
sort yarns for next crochet project

This is about all I have the energy for.  The new medicine for the thyroid is proving to be a difficult adjustment.  The CNP says to give it two full weeks to settle in.  Today was pill #7.

The directions say to take it first thing in the morning on an empty stomach with plenty of water, then don’t eat or drink anything else for at least an hour.  That’s when I leave the house to walk or bicycle, so I won’t be tempted to pour a cup of tea or have some oatmeal.

Actually, I feel my best about 12 hours after taking the medicine, which happens to be in the middle of the evening when I should be winding down to get ready for bed.

It is turning out to be alright that I don’t have a job right now.

An odd feeling during this season.  Raising the sons in the school system, then working daycare, then returning to college meant Back-to-School is a major event.
I don’t have that pressure these days.  A good thing, given my constant low headache, sore muscles, and trips to the bathroom.

Although I’m not writing much, I am going around reading many other places.
I’m holding good thoughts and prayers for several buddies.

And You are one of them!
~~love and Huggs, Diane