I got up early and went out to feed. Noah and Isaac were waiting for me. No sign of my lazy slug Zee or the good boy Joe. I've never owned horses like these two. Neither wants to take the responsibility to be a leader and come in to eat. I refuse to go out in the field and drag their confused lazy asses in to eat. You can see them trying to decide who will be the leader for the day. Joe will look at Zee and Zee looks at Joe with a confused look on his face as if to say "What do we do". So they didn't eat this morning. As I drive away to feed the old boy I see them now at the gate. The egotistical jerks. They heard me feeding the other two. I'm tired of waiting while they wander in. They can just go eat more grass.
I've already been to town and back. A trip I wasn't looking forward to. Four diesel and one gas can in the back of the truck. It was bad. $79.00 for the diesel cans and $78.00 to top off my gas guzzling truck and 1 can of gas for the Mule and lawnmower. Actually the truck isn't that bad. I get almost 17 miles to the gallon if I don't pull the trailer. If I didn't have a lead foot it might be better. Thank goodness the prices are down a bit. This is the end of my month. I'm already broke and I won't get my money until the night of the 5th. But I have to have it so it's Charge!!! I was very proud of the fact that I can carry two full cans of diesel at the same time and can still get my foot on the tailgate to get in the bed of the truck. Pride does go before the fall.
Into town to the grocery for Sunday papers and a doughnut for breakfast. Over to the post office to get my mail out of my box and then home again.
I put three cans of diesel under the shed with the tractor and the rest at the storage shed. My ex wanted everything put in one place which made it take longer to get anything done. Since I was the one doing most of the work I wanted it kept with the equipment. So when things didn't go his way he wouldn't do anything. Diesel not put where he wanted it; he would no longer go buy diesel for me.
I remember once I planted a tree in the yard in Natchez. He quit mowing that part of the yard. He helped plant the damn tree. So I was already having to mow that part of the yard: I planted another tree. If you're going to act like a baby you might as well have a good reason to be a jerk. I thought the trees were pretty.
Remember pride goes before a fall. I'm unloading the gas and 1 can of diesel by the storage building when a toe tripper sends me sprawling. I thought I got rid of all those toe tripping roots that stick up out of the ground. Both knees hit the hard clay, I roll over onto one shoulder and the gas can goes flying. Thank goodness it was capped off well and I didn't lose any gas. So here I sit with ice packs on both knees. Yes, they are going to be bruised and as soon as I find my axe it's war on that root.
The grass is too wet to mow. The humidity is high and the air is heavy. I might be able to mow late this afternoon. I might go into Augusta for the day. I need more water hoses. The stores don't open until 1:30 here. I am in the bible belt. Next week is tax free weekend. I may get out today and look at computers. So that was my day from 7 to 11. Gee isn't it fun.