Sick. Meh.

Lughnassadh was a small gathering, we didn't make it into the base announcement this time and we had a lot of last minute cancellations and a few no shows. Par for the course, I suppose. Those who showed up had a lovely time chatting, learning about the various holidays and mythos of the holiday, from our resident expert, alfrecht.

The back fences are done and installed. They both need to be painted and it looks like one of them was badly scratched by the dogs, so I need to go at them with some wood putty and a sander to fix it.

Stayed up most of the night with horrible wrenching coughs. Running a fever today and achy as all get out. Took me almost an hour to get all the critters fed and watered. A few of the Blue Swedes who had escaped managed to get back inside their pen and I made a half-hearted attempt to shore up the fencing where they'd been getting out. Poor Bernie is back in the pens, but the wrong one and I haven't the energy at present to chase him down and pop him back in the right pen.

While I was climbing over the brass gate, which is to replaced with a real one in Stage 5, I dinged up my bad left knee pretty badly. It barely bled and now its swelling but likely not serious.

Unfortunately, due to the craziness yesterday morning, Kevin and I had to put off the hay run until today. Must be done, as we need hay. And as long as you're going to get hay, perhaps seeing Cowboys and Aliens might be a good idea to distract me from the ick.

So we'll see.