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It’s that time of year where looking at my calendar gives me anxiety with all that is going on, but if I don’t look at it daily, there are going to be some major repercussions. My children aren’t even involved with that much, so my suffering is minimal compared to most, but it’s our lifestyle that is picking up as well. The garden calls to me all day, every day. It says it’s currently needing the rest of its seeds in the ground and that it’s growing some nice little weeds pretty much everywhere. I was actually folding laundry, the first time in two weeks, up on the couch this week. I folded a bit and was putting it away in between and suddenly just stopped, and I sat there thinking “what am I doing, I need to be in the garden”. The laundry isn’t going to feed us the entire summer, so I picked my priority. I find that laundry is never, ever my priority, no matter the season and it seems the bigger the garden, the more canning there is, the more animals there are, and so on…the bigger the laundry pile.