Back from the farm. I mowed the lawn Saturday - it's old, running on gasoline and it takes Hulk and Conan the Barbarian to start it. I didn't have them to help me, so sadly my arm/shoulder had to die before I got it started. But the job got done! By Sunday I couldn't move and least of all drive a car.
Instead I got to stay two days extra up at the farm all by my lonesome - well - Georg was there, of course. Watched a bunch of movies. And there were quite a storm with howling winds, rain and hail. The house was creaking so bad, even Georg got a bit worried looking up towards the roof as if he feared it taking off. It did sound like it would, but the house is more than a hundred years old. They knew how to build for keeps back then =) I LOVE it up there when it's storming.
Oh, I'm on anti inflammation meds and doing a lot better