Stick a fork in me. (258/365)
I have been raking leaves and stuffing leaf bags all freaking day. I want to die. I doubt I'm going to be able to move tomorrow, and my hands are covered in blisters. And we didn't even finish!! Which means we'll have to get up and do more in the morning before driving back to Ann Arbor to drop off the pets so that I can drive all the way to work. Somebody put me out of my misery!
365 Days (self portraits): Day 229
totw: the world around me