Yesterday I spent the morning at the allotment, got my potatoes in and planted the first few feet of a successional row of carrots, as well as hoe-ing the newly transplanted strawberry plants, potting on the celery seedlings (of which there were many) and trying to reduce the dandelion population.
i must have got a bit too enthusiastic at some point as my right shoulder got really stroppy with me later in the day and decided I must be kept awake for a significant amount of the night as punishment for upsetting it. If I’d been sensible, I would have applied the heat pack and taken ibruprofen at bedtime, but I underestimated how stroppy it was and tried to go to sleep regardless, which resulted in getting up at 4.30a.m when there was no remotely non-painful position left to try and doing the heat and anti-inflammatory thing then instead.
Weirdly, after hurting determinedly all night, it decided to forgive me at about 8a.m. and has been mostly calm and happy since. Not complaining mind, but it was a bit odd.
No digging today, not so much for fear of annoying shoulder again as because it’s been persisting down for much of the day.
But the first three sweetcorn seedlings have peeked up from under the soil today - they’re in my office on the windowsill, as one year my sweetcorn seeds became expensive rodent food in the greenhouse….