The sore trapezius (muscle between shoulder/neck) persists, but I think is slowly, oh-so-slowly, getting better. I’ve avoided much typing and limited time on the computer. I think that aggravates it. Texting, too. Posture, posture, posture!
Pig-farmer has been gone most of the week. I am trying to make headway with Christmas prep in between chores. Somehow, Abigail and I managed this feat this morning as I pitched the hay over the fence.
I think it may have been an effort on her part to ensure a good back scratch. I climbed over and obliged. Otherwise, my outside photos would be of mud, mud and more mud.
We sold five feeder pigs on Monday, weighing an average of 58 pounds. We kept six to finish out.
Christmas decorating is not my favorite. Probably because it also leads me to deep-cleaning. I like it, of course, after it is all done. I do have some help.
No, the lights were not plugged in and yes, I made him quit. The pre-lit garland quit working and I had to wrap new lights around it.
The tree? Well, I got as far as putting its lights on, so it at least looked good in the dark. Until the top section of the lights went out. The section between the lower 3/4ths of the tree and the lighted star. More light strings added to the shopping list.
I switched to the Nativity. I love the Nativity. I have a special shelf on our antique hutch, where the cats can’t bother it. I add other animal figurines to it, so it is very farm-animal friendly. There is even a somewhat angelic donkey cookie-cutter hanging out!
As I carefully unwrapped the figurines, letting the true meaning of Christmas seep into my soul and sore muscle, I felt something amiss in my hand! Oh sweet king of the Orient! My apologies!
Super glue added to the shopping list.
For today friends, may your Christmas prep go well!