#pump house

Hubs finished the final pump house. It's the ugliest of the bunch, but it's just as insulated as the others.

Monday brought a freak thunderstorm blowing across the lake that built up hailstones. It rained so hard for 45 minutes straight that we couldn't see past the front doors, and our weather station read almost 2 inches from just that 45 minutes.

The hailstones were in the last couple of minutes and they made it look like it snowed. The wind threw our feed tent into the trees. It was tied and staked down, but the wind ripped the tabs out of the tent and just flung it.

At the end of the day, when we thought we could rest, one of our horses choked. The vet was called, I rubbed his neck like a madman and managed to clear the choke (and strain my stomach). The vet came out after dark (woo after hours vet bill) and double-checked my work and gave him some anti-inflammatory. He's on mash dinner from now on.

I don't remember much of Tuesday. It passed in a blur of cold and wind. I tried to rest. My dad is having issues and has been in and out of the hospital. My husband was informed that everyone in his company might not get a paycheck this week.

Yesterday, it rained all day. More hail. Bigger hail. The horses got their jackets thrown on. Hubs had to do a hay run in the rain. The feed store didn't have any, so he had to go back and get a compressed bale. I had to start dinner since he was running behind. Im still not ready to be standing that long. I'm healing fine from the surgery, but my muscles need to catch up with me.

It's sunny today. Still cold. Wind is howling. I haven't done much. Friends were supposed to come visit, but things came up.

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