Today I pay the piper

Why couldn't the sun have risen...later?

Every muscle ashes.

I rolled over to return to dreamland.

Oh. No. I wish the driver of the tilt train would keep his hand off of the whistle.

Ah. Well. I'd better rise to finish the job. Or try to.

Dressed. I gathered up the clothes to wash. Carried them down the steps to the laundry.

Once the washing was set I went to make a much needed coffee.

Slipping on gloves, I grabbed the handsaw on my way out the back door. I collected the rubbish bin on my way.

The parrots screeched. I had dared to disturb their morning feed. If anyone wanted to sleep in they'd be awake, now.

I had a job to do.

Anyway. I'd skipped my breakfast.

Picking up the pick I started the clean up. I kept a look out for toads. Or snakes. I cringed at the thought of either one appearing from the rubble.

My hands. And back. Complained.

Taking up the handsaw I cut the limbs into smaller pieces to fit in the bin.

I cursed. Why did I listen to Alice?

I had more work to do...now.

No more. I've had enough. They have to go.

The birds can complain all they like.

I need water. The ground is as hard as rock.

I looked. The hose too short to reach where I slaved. I didn't have the strength. Or energy. To carry buckets of water from the tank. When I need some rain its left the area.

Shoulder muscles burn from exhaustion. Tears of desperation aren't far away. Crying was out. I don't like to play the wimp role. Taking a deep breath I struggled inside for a drink. On the way inside I looked at the washing on the line. Would I have enough energy to make the bed. Or will the making have to wait until tomorrow?

Thump. Push. Groan. Remove the pick.

The sweat trickled down from my forehead. I wipe my face on the sleeve of my shirt.

The bin is full. I pressed down on the parts to squish them down to make more room. I rake up the pieces to throw on top.

I'm exhausted. The heat from the sun has zapped away all my energy. My clothes are saturated and it's only nine o'clock.

I don't care if anyone sees what I have done I'll try to remove the rest. Later. Come rain. Hail. Or darkness.

I need a shower to wash away the...grime. The evidence of what I should not have attempted to do.

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