I'm crying cause it ALWAYS happens that when I want to get something done and like really buckle down to do it
The tool I need either doesn't work or has been removed from this particular property and is in like......a truck 45 miles away.
I'll whack what I can with the line I have and guess I'm scrubbing dog crates instead of pressure washing them.
The only thing stopping me from dropping the back of the toy hauler and dragging everything out to roll up and throw away the carpet (I know trailers aren't like MEANT to be lived in for 2 years but who the fuck puts carpet in one? Disgusting) is the lack of help I have.
I also need to move the horse pen back from where Opie's shoved it and put in t-posts with hot wire so fuck me I guess. They need to make clips or something that you can put on panels (portable or otherwise) to attach hot wire to. They probably do.
And I need to do the patio fence wire. Luckily there are existing t-posts.
And mom's coming up to measure and cut linoleum so THATS going to suck like 5 hours out of my day.
It's 10:30 and I'm exhausted before even doing anything
