Dear internets...

Today has been a crapalicious day, and I am glad it is over.

Here is where I beg:

Please go visit Democrats.com for their filibuster to-do list.
Please call some senators.
Please tell your friends to do the same.

Here is where I whine:

Ari drove us crazy all day long. He was in a vile mood, and could not tell us why. I have a lot of sympathy for people in inexplicable vile moods, since I often am as well, but still. It was really, really difficult.

Also, I had a terrible migraine. It was a lovely sunny day out and I had to keep all the blinds closed so my brain didn't leak out my ears.

Also, I'm making my garden plans for this year. This is incredibly difficult, time-consuming, and confusing. I honestly don't know how farmers do it. I have to figure out what soil amendments I needed for 4 different garden locations, and how much of each thing I would need. I have to order seeds, first checking on my refrigerated inventory of seeds left over from last year and ones that I saved. When ordering, I have to make sure to get vegetable varieties that are appropriate to the particular conditions I will grow them in, try to guess which plant diseases I'll see so that I can order varieties that are resistant to those, try to order varieties that mature at different times so that we will be supplied with fresh produce throughout the summer, decide how many seedlings I'll need of each plant, and when, and when I should therefore start seeds indoors for later transplanting to the gardens. I have to figure out what compost crops and green manures to grow, and where, and what legume inoculant I need for them. I just ordered some blueberry and cranberry bushes, and I have to lower my soil ph so they'll grow, move other plants around so there's space for them, and dig holes so that I can put them in the ground when they arrive. I have to decide where I'll plant each vegetable (taking into account their need for sun, support, water, and space, as well as where I planted things last year) which beds I'll double-dig and plant intensively, what I'll use to mulch, and how I'll water everything. In practice, I'll end up with a vague, half-assed plan that I won't follow very well, but it's only my third year gardening, and it's not easy. Any plan is better than no plan, and I guess I'll get the hang of it eventually. At least I know all the things I need to think about, even if I'm not very good at actually thinking about them. So -- I feel stupid and clumsy and exhausted from garden-think.

I have a pile of medical bills and "Explanation of Benefits" forms that I have to sift through and figure out how to deal with.

My head hurts.

Here is where I sign off for the night.

Good Night, Internets. And Good Luck.