I opened my week on Monday by picking apples. I ended up with who knows how many pounds--the big bowl full, two and half cardboard boxes full (smaller than book boxes, but not by much) and two five gallon buckets brimming. I woke up the next morning with a glorious crick in my neck that stuck around for most of the remainder of the day. I think, that in addition to the curled up position I was sleeping in, that I got that crick from having my head thrown back and operating the apple picker for several hours on Monday.
I'm surprised that I didn't have any other real achy muscles because I, non-tree climber that I am, "climbed" into the tree and balanced myself in a few precarious (or what felt like precarious) positions on the thick-ish limbs that split the trunk into a 'V' not very far up. Even at that, I was unable to get to the apples at the highest points. I find it almost amusing, perhaps at my own cowardice, that in these kinds of situations I start to unconsciously repeat short little prayers along the lines of "Please Lord, do not let me slip..." Not that it's a bad thing to pray under the circumstances, (after all, we are commanded to pray at all times), but in comparison with other people in extreme trials, the fact that I'm scared of falling four and a half feet out an apple tree is almost ridiculous.
I don't remember if I started peeling and coring Monday evening...but I spent a greater portion of my waking hours sitting cross-legged on the floor peeling and peeling and peeling. In between I washed dishes and ate...(I did spend Wednesday at the shop, but I think I came home and peeled apples later in the afternoon). While I didn't actually cut myself this go round, I wore the skin off my right thumb to such a degree that the skin was a almost raw pink. It's kind of more purple now after scrubbing up my crock pots this morning. It's sore, if that's necessary to remark. ;)
I canned a total of something like 21 quarts of applesauce this week. I wonder...how many apples did I actually eat in the process?? Who knows......