So it's early morning and it's 'fess up time.
I've been to Maine many a time and have close and dear friends at Bar Harbor who own the biggest marina on the island. Hiking up Cadillac mountain and the Arcadia forest in general was a blast as was sailing with a bunch of guys that seems bent on self destruction was to say the least exhilerating. The real reason for dodging the trip was much more mundane.
Our summer barn help a wonderful older lady who knows how to work
is laid up with a serious thumb/hand injury, perhaps for ever. She was sitting in the Firestone room waiting for tires to be fitted when a lady drove her SUV into the room at an estimated 30 mph. Yep, of course she was texting but of course denies it but the police have nailed her. Linda is pi$$ed and I am sure will sue, her hand was the size of a grapefruit. My summer student help, met a girl and took off to fish on a lake in Wisconsin (or something). Just as well as he was just about useless anyway and a committed Obummer follower. So my boring busy summer just got infinitely worse and really I can't spare the time.
Yeah, right franco, I made an executive decision...
but the arrival of my new stoves will the high spot of my year. When I tell people that I get a very strange look.
My chiropractic visit was interesting. He reset my left ankle (I slipped off a tractor), right knee (bad pain), back (L5 was a mess again), left shoulder as 4 ribs were out and my neck cracked a million times (too much mowing). I need to join the 11 million on disability. Oh well, it's 5AM and the horses need breakfast and then they will chit again..... He said next visit he is charging by piece work.