Genetic compulsion update

Less than an hour later, the wind pushed away the clouds and the sky was blue. So I went outside and trimmed the entire garden with the huge scissors. My right wrist is so tired my hand shakes everytime I pick anything up, but my stress level has plummeted. And when my mother reads this she's going to be so very proud. Like mother, like daughter, as it were. Sigh. Can't be helped.