...owwie...

haha, so dad and i are building these series of fences around the nicest of the trees in the goat pen (which means he drives the stakes, i stack the walls and get paid for it) and i decide today that the only reason i wasn't making more use of the logs taht he has so nicely felled for me is that i have this vague misconception that i can't lift them, they being too heavy... so i tired today... and i managed to get most of them moved and in place by a tedious process of flipping them end over end the entire into the right place and then lifting them into their settings... i think i may have pulled something... but who cares... i am king of the world!!! haaha