Productive Distraction

Lisa had been driven to distraction by actions of others yesterday. (I may or may not choose to write about it later, but not in a public entry.) In an attempt to get her mind off of things, I got my coveralls and boots on and asked her to help me clear our yard of more wood debris.

( What are you doing with that saw, Lisa? )

An early evening of sawing and hauling wood was good for both of us, for various reasons.