Today was uncharacteristically productive! I actually got to work early (my boss was in shock--not sure he'll ever fully recover), I got caught up on all my contract entry, reporting, scanning, copying, filing, and mailing. I got through a few projects I haven't been able to get to. Over lunch, I balanced my checkbook and revised my online budget (check out www.quizzle.com) since my I've managed to cut my hay budget in half simply by purchasing high quality, heavy square bales!
Speaking of hay, I ran (well, actually...I drove) to Hutch to get another load of hay after work. I was glad it all worked out that way since I didn't get up early enough to work out this morning, so instead, I loaded, unloaded and stacked 23 70-lb bales of hay. Surely that qualifies as a workout. Right? Yeah...I didn't think so. Oh well.
I took the dogs with me, of course. They love to get out of the house, even if it means sitting in the truck for a couple of hours.
A roadtrip also means my mind is free to roam, which can be a scary thing. Case in point:
1. They say that two is company and three's a crowd. I now know this was originally intended to be a reference to taking dogs on a roadtrip to pick up hay. Russell does what Sophie does, so he sits on Charlie, too. Charlie can't breathe. Does Charlie get up or make the dogs get off him? No, so I have to make them get off him. I'm weaving all over the road, trying to get Charlie to breathe and the two terrors off him.
No, officer, I'm not drunk. I have three dogs. I'm an idiot.
2. Did you know that a bale of hay can magically disappear from the right-middle of a tightly stacked truckload by the time you get home? I didn't either, but apparently it's true. I loaded up 23 bales and unloaded 22. Somewhere between here and Hutchinson lies a lonely, forgotten bale of alfalfa.
3. Internet radio doesn't work very well whilst driving through central Kansas. I can't imagine why.
4. Perhaps it's a little arrogant for me to use the word "whilst." In college I took creative writing classes and was often criticized for using "latinate" language in my writing. A lot of good that criticism did, huh?
It's ok, I'm know I'm stubborn.
5. I went from having a weekend so full of possible plans that I wasn't sure what to do, to having nothing planned at all. I think that means I should go riding. Yep, I'm absolutely certain the universe is pointing me in that direction.
6. The grass in the roundpen is quite tall. Belt on the John Deere is broken, so can't mow. I thought that would keep me from riding until I realized that if the grass is fluffy it might break my fall. Cool beans....
7. To err is human. To arr is pirate.
8. Toads and string trimmers don't go together. I found that out earlier this week. It's still haunting me.
9. I forgot the Alamo.
10. The length of these points are in direct proportion to my attention span at 10:30pm. Thank you very much.