The Sad Gardener

This dark cloud has me bedridden stomach burning in response to my foul mood. Triggers land like landmines in my head in my house, in my life. Betrayed by someone with an agenda. My lifestyle is offensive. I have upset the mowing community by mowing without gas. These events cause undue harm to my fragile…

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You have got to be kidding!

Incredibly late for the Six word saturdays prompt. Very fitting for the current situation, Life is shifting going half kilter, Girly has learned to climb gates, The eldest has returned from hiatus, The tall one only says little, My child has issues with rules, Hell, don't we all in way? Raising children couldn't be less…