Breathe in. Breathe out. I have a tendency to hold my breath for whatever reason. I don't breathe deep enough to exhale all of the bad air out of my body. This morning I am making a point to do so. Today is my Thursday, which means tomorrow is my Friday and honestly, it can't get here soon enough. Although I have nothing planned, the weekend means "do what you want" and I intend to.
As I pulled into our driveway yesterday my car was attacked by horse flies. I counted no less than 8 swarming my car. I always pull into the garage. They followed me in and darting them to get from the garage to the house wasn't fun. I don't know what is up with them. I did some reading on the internet and learned they could come from one hive, which would be close by for them to be so plentiful. But it went on to say the hive isn't really a hive and they lay eggs on weeds and rocks. Great. My fly swatter nailed 8 last night. The horses are now afraid of the fly swatter. They don't understand I am killing the big monsters and not going to swat them, even though I have never done such a thing in my life.
I crocheted a little last night, but not much. I finished up another dishcloth and right now I feel pretty good about the inventory I have so I can work on the Etsy order starting tonight and all weekend long.
It's time for another massage. I can always tell because I literally day dream about being run over by a steam roller. That's how relief for me would come. A good therapist to me is someone that mimicks this - rolling the toxins out of my muscles. I could use a good spa vacation. Every day would be filled with "feel good" sessions of some sort of pampering.
On that note I'll end my ramblings for the day and wish you all a good day! :)