Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Tree Guy and son arrived shortly after I came up from the barn and we started right to work. My job, thankfully, was just to drive the little tractor and trailer back and forth. Tree Guy and son loaded quite literally a ton of cut rounds from the goat pen into the trailer, walked up the hill, unloaded the wood up by the splitter, and trekked back down to the pen. It really was a three-person job: one to open the gate, one to herd those wild and crazy goats away, and one (me!) to drive through. Fully loaded with wood, the little tractor wouldn't go very fast. The guys were sweating buckets, and I was cruising, enjoying the gorgeous day. Sometimes it pays to live in a woman's world.