Where is it written that no matter when we do hay it has to be 90 degrees. I finally pinned the neighbor down to when he is cutting and baling our hay and it is tomorrow with baling on Sunday or Monday. I am happy because I not only get it done before I have to go into the hospital but I was assertive and asked for how many bales I need not what he thinks I need. Gee the kids will be so happy, NOT.
I am slowly getting my ducks in a row so that everybody knows what everybody else is doing while I am down and out. My husband is freaking out worse than me about the whole thing. He told me why he was so insistent to take family leave because he had a dream he was working and something went wrong with my surgery and he had to run all my test because there was no one else to do it. I think he loves me a lot. I think the only thing that will drive me crazy while laid up is some one else will have to mow the lawn on my lawn mower. I pity the fool that breaks it. Funny how I am most worried about my new toy. I am pathetic.
Well I am off to bed didn't get any sleep last night and I have to go shopping for the food for Sean's scout camp out this weekend. Busy days ahead will keep the brain occupied.
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