I’m currently suffering from a post three-day weekend hangover. Not in any way alcohol-related, of course. Just from having three warm sunny days spent, for the most part, out in the fresh air and then having to get up and come sit inside my box within a box staring at a screen attached to a box. This really blows, to be honest. But I’m actually starting to believe that winter is finally over in these parts, and I took the major step of moving my hat, gloves, snow brush, and ice scraper to the trunk of my car (that’s as far away from me as I’m willing to let them get – after all, we’ve had 8 inches of snow on Mother’s Day, so we’re not out the woods yet).

I did, however, get the mower all sharpened up, greased, and on the tractor. This is always a (literally) painful process that’s better not to do more than once a season. John Deere has a commercial for a tractor where you just drive over the mower and it attaches automajically. If that actually works, I want one. Sadly, that’s not in the budget.

Speaking of budget-busting, I spent plenty of money this weekend – and not on anything fun. The folks who lived at my house before we moved in left us a dump cart with beat tires, and I’ve been meaning to get new ones for it for about four years now. So I finally got some. The wheels were different, of course, so I had to make up spacers for them and I didn’t really have the right size stuff laying around, but I made do. I won’t be towing it on the highway anytime soon, but it’s good enough.

I also needed a drawbar in order to use it with my tractor, so that was another $40. Then the cart hitch had a smaller hole that I had pins for, so I had to go buy a hitch pin, only to find that the top hole was bigger than the bottom hole. Why? I’m certain there’s a reason, but I don’t know what it is. But it works.

Sunday was a big day, as a load of fencing showed up at 9:00 thanks to the good folks at NEMF. I asked the driver if he got to meet Paul McCartney when he was visiting with his wife, but he said he was busy working while all the dock people were slacking off with Paul that day.

He did mention, though, that his wife’s daughter goes to SU, so they’re in the areas relatively frequently. Not that I’ve ever seen them around.

But, anyway, it’s back to work today for a five-day week locked indoors. The only good part about being inside is that it’s a bit easier on my allergies, which have definitely kicked in to high gear. I guess that’s the punishment for not having a foot of snow on the ground.