The garden is in, and the tomatoes are hanging on despite being buffeted by gale-force winds last night. As soon as I get them strung up, I'll include a picture.
I'm thinking of abandoning my 40 for 40 list. A lot of it doesn't interest me anymore. I think I care about maybe 10 of the things on there. It bugs me that I can't stay focused for more than 5 months, but this is how life is. Some things seem important at the time, but when it comes down to it they really aren't. My family is what's important to me, and as long as we're growing and enjoying each other that is all that really matters.
I used to live and die by The List. Not so much anymore. Who the hell cares about turning 40 anyway?
I'm not really cranky, I could just do with a little more freakin' sun already.
P.S. My foot appears to be healing nicely. I even get to try running on it tomorrow. Funny thing, biking hurts worse than running on it does. It's actually a fracture on my cuboid bone and it usually takes an MRI to diagnose it, so if I run and have no new pain I should be good to go. Otherwise, it's MRI time.
Any fun plans for the weekend? I get to see some friends. Yay!