Mostly True Memoirs

PULLING SPLINTERS OUT OF MY HANDS
I spent the morning doing yard work.
I trimmed an overgrown Crape Myrtle.
I prepped my vegetable garden.
I turned the compost.
I spent the entire morning outside in the yard.
I spent the entire afternoon inside on the couch binge watching Bosch.
And pulling splinters out of my hands.
Ouch!