I don’t even know why, exactly. All I did was sit.
But you know, after a couple of years of intermittently futzing around with Ian’s tractor and only slightly improving my skill in using it, I think maybe what I really needed was multiple-hour sessions of repetitive work where I didn’t feel myself in imminent danger of death every second. Because I was really kicking ass and taking names by mid-morning. I’m even (finally!) getting the hang of working the backhoe on more than one axis at a time.
And I’ve donated an enormous pile of horseshit to the federal government. Which only seems fair, when I think about it…
“And I’ve donated an enormous pile of horseshit to the federal government. Which only seems fair, when I think about it…”
I love it… LOL
Have you named that new mountain yet?
LOL
You’re right. I made it, I guess I get to name it.
I’m gonna go with “Mount Schumer.”
Single Schumer out when there’s so many to choose from? I’d just call it Capitol Hill.