That did it. I was bound and determined to get my remaining 20 bales with or without him. Off I went, gloves in hand and Tessa riding shotgun. What you need to understand about me is I am the girl that does not like doing hard labour. I'm perfectly content letting the men do the heavy lifting. Unless of course I'm told I can't do it. Then it's a different story! With the help of the owner (female) I loaded the truck with my lovely 60+ pound timothy/alfalfa bales.
Upon my arrive back home, I settle in to check my email and take a short break before going back out to work with the dogs. Dad had promised he'd help me unload them. What I ended up doing instead is baking a cake for my Aunt Laura who I rarely see and who would be arriving with my mom from Spruce Meadows later that day. Next, I begin making the meal for my family, including my dad and two cousins who were out breaking a sweat at a local golf course. Of course they were only golfing 9 holes but it was extra difficult due to the fact they had to *gasp* walk it. (Feel the sarcasm...)
By the time they arrive home at around 5:30 I'm finally leaving the kitchen to hit up the corrals. Being impatient and having the sneaky feeling my bales were not going anywhere soon I hop into the truck and drive over to the sheds. Where I begin unloading my bales of hay. I was so proud of myself as I was able to stack them over my head which for me is a major accomplishment. And what did the men do while I unloaded hay? They drank beer on the deck. You know, because they had worked so hard.
I returned to the house a sticky, sweaty, hay covered mess. So I hop in the shower. When I go upstairs I discover they had started to eat the dinner I made without me!!! Teeth clenched I sit down to eat (they didn't wait for my mom or auntie either - because they were starving)! Only to have my city soft cousin tell me how hard it was walking the hills - it really worked up his appetite. (It's not really that hard.) Eyes flinty I look at him and say, you know, I ran 5 miles this morning, loaded and unloaded 20 heavy square bales in addition to making your dinner today. Don't tell me about hard work.
I am woman hear me roar! Let's just say I was a wee bit grumpy as the day came to a close.