Walking with a Hitch in My "Get- Along"!!

Monday was just not my day in many ways.  I was bummed that I went the big girl route and stayed home to find the floor of my house and the bottom of the clothes hamper instead of running down to Indy to play, brainstorm, and visit with my bloggy friends.  My husband sensed this and, in an effort to cheer me up, asked if I wanted to help him outside.  I went because I am a very dutiful helper.

In the middle of harvest, we also have cattle to feed, and that requires Tall Guy to get out the very big mixer and grind feed ever so often.  This day he was out of one of his main ingredients, corn gluten, so it was time to fill up the canister.  This is the corn gluten canister!

The tall, white, boxy looking storage thing with the auger going up.

Don't you love our truck?

It's a Ford, and I think it might be older than me, but it still runs!

 This is what corn gluten looks like.

 

And now it is on its way up and in the storage bin....

as Tall Guy looks on.
( I think he has "it" over PW's Marlborough Man, but I am a little partial!)

Now... This is where my helpfulness takes a huge leap, and I end up walking funny for going on two days.  Before this lovely gluten can go in the storage bin, someone has to climb up here

and open a door and put the snout of the auger in the opening so it goes where it is supposed to go.  Do you see how the steps to the left are more spaced out than the steps on the upper right ladder?  Like a three step to five step ratio~!  Tall Guy made the ones on the left himself.  Mr. Six Foot Three himself! Check out this next picture!

Yep, NINETEEN INCHES between each step!  DANG!  I hobbled out yesterday with Bear and Tink to measure the object of my pain.   19 inches is roughly from the bottom of my foot to the top of my knee, (Just call me Mrs. Five Foot Four!  My mom is 4'9 1/2", but that's a whole other story!) so when I climbed up the first ladder, I kind of felt like Mrs. Spiderman all stretched out!

Ok, One cute girly-posed picture then back to my story of pain!

I honestly did not realize I was injured until I woke up Tuesday morning.  My right quadricep muscle felt like someone had punched it all the way from the top of my knee on up my leg.  Apparently I am not in the perfect shape for scaling tall buildings or rock climbing!  Dang!  I thought I was making some progress, but my 48 year old muscles are telling me to stay as close to the ground as possible!  :-P  That's no fun!  The muscles in my back also went in on this mutiny and are all achy too!  Geez-O-Pete!

Well, Back to Monday.... I went up the FIRST time, and thought to myself, "Dang! You should have grabbed your camera!"  As luck would have it, I chose not to wait up there the hour or so it took to empty the truck, so I climbed back down, SLOWLY on the last steps because my whole body had to think long thoughts for my foot to find the step below while my arm held on to the step a couple rungs above!

By the time Tall Guy was ready for me to go up and close everything, the girls had come home and were looking for me!

Yoo Hoo!  I'm up here~!
Yes, I took my camera with me this time!

Here is what it looks like from the "crow's nest."

Down

Hi Sadie~!  

Don't worry everyone; Mommy is just fine! 

NO!

YOU CANNOT COME UP HERE!

Pretty much east. 

You can see our new additions to the house!

 

Not so much down but still east.  

That's a view of a combine you don't usually see!

Northeast.

Southeast

 Southwest.  

 West!
Hi Illinois!
(It's about ten miles away, but it's always nice to be polite!)

What beautiful panoramas right?  Just about takes your breath away right?  It did mine! ;-)  As you can see we have neighbors, but they are scattered out.

So now I am typing this on Wednesday after a full 24 hrs. of naproxin sodium pills (generic Aleeve), icy hot, and general rubbing of the sore areas.  Sigh.... Why can't we all be 27-28 forever? 

I have one more Monday story to share with you, but I have to stop and stretch now; I'm up for combine duty in about an hour or whenever my phone rings.   Be careful out there, and please keep an eye out for the farmers!