When DS1 got home from his work out, I fed him and off we went. His grandfather (my dad) would have been so proud of how he was up 30 ft in the tree and jimmying a rope pully system for me to yank the branch out as he cut it free. We missed the fence by (__) thismuch. I am pleased to see how much he has grown and learned. I tell ya, he's had me worried a time or two.
While hauling those big ass branches to the truck to haul away, I felt a very unhappy pop. My left knee. Seriously you could hear the pop and feel it go. Needless to say I didn't walk well at all last night. A cane would have been good. It is less painful today but still not all healed. Getting old sucks man.
Here is the truck, all full of branches, getting tied down for the trip to the farm for dumping.
Source: http://shakingthemoneytree.blogspot.com/2012/07/pop-goes-knee-ble.html
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