received a delivery of 300 bales of cow hay - there's a "funny" story there - keep reading.
Did some mowing that no one else wants to do because it requires careful patience.
cleaned up some around the cow barn (again, if people would follow instructions, I wouldn't have had to do that)
Picked up a part for the tractor from the JD dealer, and got a chance to tell someone there why I'm using a different repair shop for things these days. (rudeness from the service manager is not acceptable, but possibly related to the hay story below)
Put the big hay elevator away in the shed after unloading the hay. People look at that thing and think I can't move it by myself. (again, see below)
Taught a jumping lesson to the DQ who works out of the barn here so she can cross-train.
Fetched the trash/recycle bins from the bottom of the driveway.
OK, so the "funny" story - The hay man sent his 2 delivery people along with the 300 bales of hay to put up in the loft of the cow barn. I told them that I would load the elevator. It's an old beast that requires careful handling. The older of the 2 (neither were out of their 20's) asked "are you up to bucking 300 bales?" I blinked. What? Why yes, yes I am. 2 weeks ago I baled and put up 750 over 3 days, I can do *this* job (loading the elevator) all day and not really break a sweat. This is the first time in a while that I've had someone obviously judge my strength/endurance based on gender & body type. I think the last time was the new (then) service manager at the local John Deere dealer, who, not knowing me yet, assumed that I wasn't a serious farmer and didn't need that thing fixed TODAY, like I said I did. Well, as it turned out, I really did, found someone else to do it, and the dealer has lost all of my repair business, which is measuered in thousands per year. It also means that I'm not buying new equipment from them either, which has been significant since then. So, I may not be black, but I am woman. I am stronger than you think.