My logic was that I had to walk up the driveway anyway, so why not go ahead and take the rascal with me?
So anyway, we can see how once again my stubbornness in the long run wasn't particularly the smartest move. At least I had the brains (from experience) not to slug down the whole bottle of water Tommy gave me right off in one drink. :D If you've never made yourself nauseous drinking too much water at one time while overheated, believe me, it isn't worth it.
I spent the majority of the day outside. I got the job Ricky set out for me done...and done well, according to him. That consisted of mowing the west strip of fence-line so when the new fence goes in, the wire doesn't have to be pulled through the weeds. I took it a step farther and mowed more than just the two passes he asked for. I went ahead and mowed all the weedy mess under the half dozen big oaks along there. (You might notice down here that the really nasty weeds take over under the trees.) I think I got enough dirt in my eyes and nose to fill out my 9 pounds of dirt for the year.
I protected my gun better than I did myself. In other words, I ran the mower with my left hand and kept my right one clasped over the top of my holster. I realized at one point, when I had just shifted the machine and had returned my hand to the butt of my revolver, that someone had just driven by and was looking at me. It made me wonder if they thought I was being aggressive...particularly as I'm sure I didn't look exactly pleasant with my squinty, tight-mouthed concentration on what I was doing.
I did a small amount of help fixing a very short stretch of fence up by the house. I got to pound in a few staples after I brought two new posts from the barn and tamped them in. Of course, Ricky had to make some goofy remarks about me almost catching him with the tamping bar. (Granted, had I gotten him with it, it would have been nasty.) I found out that Ricky is right handed...and his Daddy was like me, right handed, but left-eyed. From there, he speculated that maybe the difficulty I sometimes have in landing hammer blows where I intend them to land may be because my dominant eye is on the opposite side as my dominant hand. (Mama tells me that as a baby I actually favored my left hand, but I went right handed in emulation of my sister... :D) I have, believe it or not, actually used a hammer left handed a time or two. It's very weird feeling. When using an axe however, I tend to hold it the way I would a rifle. Left hand at the base of the handle, right up near the head. (Is that backwards for a righty?)
All told, it seems like I did a deal of drifting, but I also kept busy. I cannot claim honors in the kitchen yesterday...I made breakfast and that was it (other than dishes twice--yes, I ran out after lunch and left the lunch dishes to my mother). I have, this past week, done some of the cooking. It is rather interesting how I start out for a day or so kind of blank about what to make and then I get to a point were I can walk in and just "do it" without having to fret about it. Oh, and I haven't burned anything all week either! ;) (I did about take a fingernail off this morning though!)
After eating supper last night, of which I ate too much, I began to feel rather unwell. I had a touch of fever (hmmm, I wonder if that was the artimisian? Because I got to feeling a little fevery after breakfast this morning too...and I took artimisian at both meals) and my stomach was a little unsettled. I looked pretty awful, I can tell you that. My eyes were red (dirt probably) and somewhat swollen...my 'stoned' look, if you know what I mean. By the time I actually turned the light off and went to bed, I was feeling a little better.
Mama and Daddy took off this morning to haul some stuff to Habitat for Humanity...but first they had to go to our place and unload the truck. We had a pile in the living room over there of "get rid of" stuff too, so they'll take that stuff in first and then come take out whatever goes from here. I'm hungry and if they don't get home soon, I will go ahead and eat. Mama gets on to me if I wait too long and thereby precipitate unkind feeling within my internal being. ;)
So long for now, y'all!