PT and Chiro
If you don't know the code, it means, "Physical Therapy and a Chiropractic adjustment." This took up the entire morning.
Too bad, actually as it was a nice, cool....maybe too cool for so early in the season day. After all the medical treatment, I didn't dare undo things by riding.
Instead, I spent the afternoon first going over to the sandpit next door to ask a few questions about their application to have a wetlands definition on the property...not quite what I was hoping as it turned out, but an interesting hour of discussion nonetheless.
Then when I got home, it was time to feed the Boys. I still have the grain in the truck as I've not unloaded it since Friday of last week due to the witchy weekend and who knows what else. Today, I figured again it wasn't the best thing to do to my tuned up body. I am taking it out in bucketfuls, planning to unload the whole lot tomorrow.
Did I tell you that the load of hay I got the last time was prime second cutting? It was an accident as it was supposed to be first cutting. The Boys love it. But it normally costs about $1.25 more per bale than the first cutting, so I don't think they will be getting it again. Hopefully they will eat the "lesser" stuff when the next delivery comes, but by then most of the grass will be gone so they are likely to be less picky. This stuff is lovely, but I really can't afford the price.
I thought about long lining, which would have been a good option, but once I started on getting some more pictures ready to illustrate my witch story--which may well be rained out this weekend--it took up the rest of the day and well into the evening.
I do get distracted when I start to write or do something creative. Time flies and before I know it the day is gone.