Here it is, nearly December, and I am still doing hard labor yard work. Six hours of stacking firewood, snapping kindling, mowing (leaves mostly), raking (more leaves), and cleaning flowerbeds. Sure, research to-date hasn't shown that a girl can give herself arthritis, but allow me to present to you the first case study: me. My sister - Happy Birthday, JoAnne (that's her on the right in the picture and her oldest daughter on the left of me) - tells me I simply need to elicit additional help when I need to open jars - the handle of a knife, a knock on the counter top, grab some young 'en off the street.
But that's OK because DH is going to be home soon!
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