Freshly planted zucchini, cucumber, tomato, and pepper seeds

I’ll admit it – today started off terrible.

What’s that book called?

Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day?

Well today, it was Areil and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

All seemed well when I woke up. I had beat the alarm, the sun was shining, birds were chirping, it was payday, and it was casual day.

How could that go wrong?

For starters: a missing deposit in my account. I received my paycheck just fine. No worries there. But there was a significant deposit missing either way.

What can top that?

Try shredding the back of a pair of jeans from waist to near knee.

Yeah – that happened.

Pardon me while I hang my head in shame.

I sucked it up and squeezed myself into a different pair of jeans before heading off to work.

The day didn’t get much better from here, but I pushed through.

When I got home from work, I decided I needed to pamper myself with some fresh air, sunshine, and elbow grease.

Yep, elbow grease is considered pampering.

Why?

This particular session of manual labor brought on a new season in our little home – gardening season.

Dylan and I pulled out the seeder pots, soil, and seeds and got to work.

I poured dirt into each of the pots as Dyl followed behind me, poking holes in the centers and dropping into seeds.

Eighteen pots in total – all of which I’d like to see take off and grow big.

I see some home grown mini cukes and 8-ball zukewiches in my future.

Mmm mmm.