Mum got some help and shaped a tree outside the front. The next thing i know the chainsaw started up... much to my sheer horror. I hate them. I had a chainsaw accident when I was a kid, it went trough my fingers unto which the drs said it was a miricle that none of my fingers were chopped off. Given that. I shudder when I hear that sound. So i stayed clear and inside.
Today I made the fig and olive relish, which I like. I made the purple basil pesto.. which mum likes best. I did a little painting... not as much of a productive day as I would have hoped.
I had a few teary moments today though. Made me want to curl up in bed and wish the world away. That's about it for now.