Warning: On the Edge of Raging Bitchness Ahead
So I got a note that day from the person who used to run the garden about free veggie starts that were on offer, so I called and asked if she'd seen where the hose nozzle went. She's the one that told me it had been there when she was sitting in the chair next to the hose on Thursday afternoon, and she had hung it up on the fence along with the broken purple one. Sitting there in the muddy, swampy area next to the hose, on a chair on soaking wet plywood, when there were lots of other chairs in DRY areas to sit, and had hung up my bought nozzle along with one that had a broken lever.
Just mentioning that.
Guess what showed up some time between that phone call and 7 am this morning. Just happened to be attached to the hose, too. Hmmm.
Its now in my apartment for the time being, because I am (probably menopausally) bitchy right now and that is not a good time to decide what I'm going to do - leave it out for everyone like I'd intended, or maybe go buy a slightly cheaper, breakier one to leave out and keep this one as backup.
I better go get some kava chocolate because I can already tell the 'mones are gonna be fuuuuun today. Probably should suck down copious amounts of miso, too. I am apparently SO bitchy its showing in my face 'cause one dog owner who was down in the garden area with loose dogs ('but they were on leashes!'), and with whom friends of mine had had unpleasant interactions, immediately gathered them up and left as soon as she saw me, even tho I turned to look up at the uglyass paint job being slapped on our building without saying anything. And no, I didn't turn away because of her, I really wanted to see what the paint job was looking like (okay, a liiiiittle bit because I didn't want to interact with the bitch...). White and gray and gray-green for highlights. Yeah. Ugh. At least they're repairing the holes.
Kava...you are not the most delicious thing, but you keep me calm when I need you. I love youuuu.