Yesterday's blog post may have seemed wild, but it really was not an unusual weekend for Toby and me. Anytime you work on the farm, ranch, or house things are bound to go wrong. Life with Toby has never been dull. After a time like this past weekend, I usually turn to Toby and say, "You are always a fun date." and I mean it. Of course, life with my dad prepared me for such a life with Toby. It all just seems normal to me.
My wrist is still giving me problems this morning. I think it is some sort of tendinitis from using my hands so much. Building a house requires lots of tool handling. Yesterday's house cleaning just topped it off and now my wrist is hurting. It is not a constant hurt, but a sharp pain when I do certain things. The problem is that I never know what will cause the pain. I lifted a 40 pound bag of salt last night - no problem. I go to pick my nose and nearly fall to my knees with the pain. It just needs to rest.
Jesse and her friends made it to Hawaii yesterday, but I have not heard directly from her. I'm sure she will email me when she can - yeah right.