I’m not supposed to be writing this from Arizona because I was supposed to fly to Ohio yesterday. But the people who booked my travel purchased a ticket that flew me in too late, and I would’ve missed the event anyway. So I worked my booty off all day yesterday on my yard.

It’s a cool feeling going to bed in the middle of my yard, surrounded by the fruits of my labor. Normally you go to bed in you room. If you are doing in projects to make your room more livable, it’s usually about furniture, paint, and soft things like curtains and pillows. At best, you’ll have a couple of plants to make it feel more lively.

My bedroom is my backyard. It’s alive and thriving with beautiful flowers, trees, and singing birds. Since I started sleeping out here, I’ve been more concerned with keeping my plants tidy and healthy than keeping my house scrubbed clean. This is so weird for me to say, because I LOVE a tidy house.