Home, Exhausted, But Home

The house is infested with miniature flamingos, peeking out hither and yon. I am still finding them: in the freezer, among my potted plants, on the workbench. It makes me so happy when I see one. Thank you, flamingo fairies, who I assume are Clara and Stephanie.

Our flights from Sydney to Orlando via Las Angela’s were easy, and the app I followed to avoid jet lag seems to have worked. But I am tired, tired, tired.

No matter. I had signed up for the Nation Garden Clubs’ Garden School 1, so I was up at 5:00 AM Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday to be ready for class via Zoom at 8:00. 

Lectures on basic botany, planting with annuals and perennials, and soil composition; a workshop on propagation; and what not to do in your garden (20 rules). All taught by professors or professionals. Starting on time, and ending with a test each day at noon. I passed. 



I did fall asleep during the Tuesday session, but only brief nodding off. We had to keep our videos on the whole time so they knew we were there.

Thursday morning was 7:00 AM EarlyBird Toastmasters. Thankfully I didn’t have a role and wasn’t asked to fill one at the last minute. I participated in Table Topics and let my mind roam the rest of the time.

With some afternoon naps and mostly getting to bed at a reasonable hour, I’ve almost recovered.

I’ve restarted my shoulder and core exercises, and today I finished unpacking.

Good to be home.

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