Started off great, worked a lot, bought bees. Worked some more, lost swarm. Worked some more, bees died.
Got warranty hive, stayed home, tended bees. Went from 2 frames to 7, learned a lot. Robbers came and killed bees. (they were probably that swarm I lost)
Worked a lot, paid bills, Worked a lot, got wood stove hooked up (this part is good.
Worked a lot, came home to leaking pipes, plumbing rusted out. Fixed plumbing
Bad mechanic work on my chevy caused the oil leak, work I paid dearly for btw, and my not checking the oil caused a knock, threw a rod last thursday.
But the darned semi that hit the little black car (and at least 3 others) and sent the little black car careening into my lane to clip my little pickup, which sent it spinning across the highway with at least 2 more impacts before I landed safely on the right side of the 4 lane highway (I started out in the almost left lane).... He fled the scene. I am soooo mad. And getting sore. Now that I have ranted, thank you for listening. I am going to soak in epsom salts which I know I should do. Thank you.
Woman with two trucks is now woman with 2 dead trucks. One needs a heart transplant, the other the only thing left is the heart and the passenger compartment... Unfortunately the big one needs 8 cylinders and the little one only has 4 cylinders... Working on finding a body.