All ambitious plans for the day came to an end when I got back from the barn yesterday. Summer announced its arrival with soaring temperatures and I was right back to the sit-and-sweat routine. I felt really bad for Patrick later as he bucked ten bales of alfalfa off the flatbed and stacked them in the feed barn. Sweat just poured off him.
I don't think much will get done today, either. Sheila was being a stinkpot at bedtime last night and we got into a wrestling match. In the scuffle, I banged my rib cage on a half-door and I'm pretty sure I cracked something. Let's just say I'm moving slow today, heat or no heat.
The day before, I thought I'd try out the "delay brew" feature on the coffeemaker that would have my coffee ready when I got up. Again with that darned 24-hour clock thing. I failed. Waking at 4:30 this morning, still drowsy with sleep I thought if I hurried I would only have to push the button a few times to have the coffee ready at 5. It wasn't until I was going down the hallway that the craziness of that hit me. Oh well.
That beautiful Asian lily I showed the other day...it's gone. Robert struck again. Drat.