I did. It's probably the worst thing ever. Well, I'm sure it would be if I'd ever had a hernia, but I'm pretty sure I herniated something. My feet are really sore. My back hurts (woops, I said I wouldn't whine about that) and my um, neck is itchy.
Spending 10 hours of my day working in a grassy field wouldn't be too bad normally. But first we had to figure out what we forgot to have on hand to get our fence up, then we had to go buy it, and then we had to go somewhere else because the first place was out of stock, and then that all adds up to extra expenses because each place has SOMETHING you need for certain. Did you know that I am now planning on growing rainbow colored carrots and the worlds largest pumpkin? I didn't know until today either. But you know what? I bet I herniated my checkbook.
We got most of our fence done. I am really sore from standing there and handing large galvanized staples to my husband. I'm also tired from having to yank on the fence while he stapled. I also had to stand on parts of it to hold it down. That was lots of work. Then, while I sat in my lawn chair and sipped from a juice box, it really made me tired to watch my husband bend over and pound nails. I mean... a girl can only go so long in the hot (65 degrees with quite a breeze) weather.
This, friends - was my 50th post! I've blogged exactly 2 months, and you know what? I think blogging is giving me a hernia...