It warmed up some today, but the humidity is still low, so it is liveable!
This day has been mostly a bust. I had a couple of appointments this morning, then went over to the bank and withdrew cash to buy the horse trailer because I just KNEW it was going to be perfect for me. The trailer is close to the little town named after my mom's grandad's family, so she brought along some flowers to put on her mother and daddy's graves. Well, my mom is pretty much strictly wheelchair bound. She can get from one chair (manual) to the other (motor) but other than that she can't use her legs much ... shredded her knees many years ago and they are paying her back now, plus she is extremely overweight.
Anyway, she was going to move from her motor chair to the seat of the van because it was about an hour ride, and she fell in the van. So there's my 78 yr old dad, me 3weeks post op from abdominal surgery, and my morbidly obese mom on the floor needing help up. So we drove to the fire department
Those good ol' boys came out and fussed over my mom like she was a skinny, bikini-clad 20something. They did get her back into her chair so we thanked them profusely and were on our way.
Well, after nearly an hour's drive we get to the horse trailer ... and it just won't work. It is a small 2 horse , for small horses evidently. Buddy could probably do fine, but my big mare wouldn't be able to get in without me moving the center divider. Strike 1. There was a lot of surface rust - the kind you sandpaper, spray rustoleum and repaint- but the issue there was that the frame under the trailer was pretty rusted. My dad said he thought it would have to be sandblasted. Now I know some folks, but it would still cost me a couple hundred to get the trailer blasted and painted. Strike 2
The death blow landed when she refused to come down any at all. She said she needed the money to pay for school. I don't know how that trailer sitting in her yard is going to help with tuition, but more power to her. So now I am once again desperately seeking a horse trailer. You would think with people so broke they are turning their horses loose in the state forest, they would be selling trailers too! *sigh*
(ETA - my cousin said he went to a cattle auction with a buddy, they hauled an empty trailer in case they saw something they wanted. When they came out there were 2 horses tied in the trailer. This was more south of me)
The silver lining was the trip to Robinsonville. I think I saw a house there LOL and there is a tiny little church with the cemetary. My mom put flowers on the graves of her folks, then we went around looking at different headstones and she told me stories of family (like the little girl who died from blood poisoning when her arm got caught in the cane mill while she was helping feed the cane into it... she was 4yrs old; the veteran from the Spanish American War; the doctor who served in Korea and then came home to die). We looked at the old old graves. She told me about the fenced, grassy field next to the cemetary. It was a smallish lot, but neat as a pin. In the 20's there was a flu epidemic that killed just numbers of babies and toddlers - they were wrapped in blankets and buried in that field with no markers... so the church tended it as a cemetary, with the same respect.
On the way out of the cemetary we were going to go along the fenceline that borders with a pasture and my mom got stuck. I had to pull her and her big motor chair out of the hole. I am so sore and my sides really hurt, like somebody kicked me in the ribs.
Tomorrow's agenda is only for shopping for gym shoes and then setting up to try my hand at raised beds. I think I can get some cabbage in in time.
