Yep, just like that. Only I was sweatier, with less visible skin and way less cleavage. Way less.
Anywho... I have hay in my hay loft! Now, why this is important and She-Hulkian, as some of you may remember, I do not have a hay elevator, and have to get all of my hay into the loft 7+ feet off the ground. I am 5 ft + a few inches. Do the math. It results in me swearing and sweating.
So, I purchased not one, not two but three wagon loads of hay.
Also, note: those hay wagons don't have breaks like my horse trailer, so every time I braked, the weight of the trailer would bump me forward, giving me quite the jar due to a half inch of slop in the trailer hitch. My poor truck...
|Wagon 1: Up in the hay loft|
|This is what 180 bales looks like. Stacked 4-5 high|