And on Saturday, I hurt my back.

Before:

The tree I was about to cut down.

After:

The tree is gone.

The tree was too big and it was blocking the front of the house. I kind of think that’s why we weren’t getting the paper reliably. My preference was to just cut the top of the tree, but the branches were all in the top of the tree. The tree had pretty flowers in the springtime, but it was a little unkempt.

The tree fought back, though.

Tree injuries.

Not only does my back hurt so bad that I can’t pick anything up off the floor, but I have big gouge on my palm and a scrape on my neck. My shins are also banged up. (It hurts more than it looks.)

Shins.

I was going to run some errands today but the tree took up all my time. And I’m not even finished. I clogged up the wood chipper and had to stop. Oh, well, there’s always tomorrow, if my back is better.

Oh, and hey, it’s my sister’s birthday. Happy Birthday you stoopy.