Sometimes when you have something weighing on your mind, the only thing to do is to busy your head and hands with industrious project work from dawn to dusk, leaving yourself utterly exhausted when you finally hit the pillow. This is my M.O. and it is exactly what I did on Sunday. And The Hipster's sore, chapped and sunburnt bod is still paying for it dearly as I roll back to work this Monday morning.
At least something got accomplished out in the yard.