a more tired than tired

yah, i'm tired. very very tired. did i mention how tired i am?

rockstar hubby thought it would be a good idea if i joined him in a day of tree-climbing. now before you groan and laugh, it was actually a good idea. i used to tree-climb. i actually went to K college to become (and I am) an arborist. i know how to climb, what to cut, how to cut it. i know how to take a horrific mess and turn into a beauty. however, since i became pregnant threeish years ago, i stopped climbing. so he thought, hey, it would be nice to work with out of shape wife for a day. and i said ok.

we actually had a job at friends of ours, the V's. and the reason this job was chosen was because of the three massive crab apples on the property. now, i loooooove crab apples. crab apples require a gothic look, with a thick, multi stemmed trunk that climbs up cleanly and spreads out into the sky with pops of buds at the ends. i loooooove shaping them. however, because i was getting paid by the hour (hubby charges 20$, i get 5$) i could not take my time and be particular. because i am quite particular when it comes to pruning. almost anal you might say. i say it.

so i got there at 9, having left the house at 7:30, but dropping off the gaffer at the sitters, and then driving for an hour in traffic. which wasn't too bad, given i had a venti decaf soy cinnamon latte to drink. and i got there and i started.

i would like to say i had a blast. i'd like to say it was quick and fabulous. i will say that the entire day involved me climbing up a rickety ladder, having a visor fall repeatedly into my face, my wrists becoming exhausted and swollen from pruning over-use (why have i not been squeezing rocks daily?), i had to climb up onto the roof, (but watch out for hydro lines!) push branches off the roof, climb down the roof onto the ladder (yah, that'll be happening again soon), stepping into very innocent looking mud which went up to my ankle and into my socks, not having packed enough food, and driving home with a smelly lab who had rolled into, i believe, a dead snake. i practically fell asleep at the wheel. thankfully enough i was so tired, that i drove very slowly and managed to miss out on the fender bender that happened right in front of me on H.Club road. so i pushed on to library, got out milo and otis (can i say how much my gaffer enjoyed it when we got home?), stopped to get baked tortilla chips for my somewhat healthy nachos for dinner, stopped at bookstore to retrieve another latte (grande soy no water tazo chai), and looked at books to order from library. came to sitters to find gaffer entirely in blue powder as he chalked the driveway triumphantly. how could i not be proud?

unfortunately i had to cancel on homegroup and got stern stares over phone from C, (but i did call! others had not!) and had a hot hot hot bubble bath and am about to eat. will crash once gaffer stops chirping in bed.

yes, i will do it again.

why? good work out. got to spend time with hubby. got to get much satisfaction from their gorgeous crabs (warning to all of you, don't let them grow past 10 feet), two lattes, and i made a whole 40$ to spend on shoes and makeup. and i made rockstar hubby happy.