So while I was cleaning stalls this morning the hay supplier called from Wisconsin and wanted to bring down a load for us. Said he'd be here at noon. Gary said yes, we need it.

He didn't arrive until 2 pm. Extra big load, 200 bales. OK, we can take all those, except we have to be at the library staff party at 5:30. So we stacked hay, and stacked hay. The temperature was 70F, which is very warm for November. It felt like June as long as you didn't look out the arena door at the bare trees. When we got too tired to throw bales up four levels, we stacked the rest on the floor. Pushed the wagon out of the arena, fed everyone, and rushed in to get cleaned up.

We made it to the party at exactly 5:30. It was fun, but I think we were both groggy.

Tomorrow I'm doing horse chores and then writing all day. Period. Gary has to go to school, so I'll be here alone and should be free of distractions at last.

Oh one other thing. While waiting for the tardy hay delivery, I went through some weaving stuff that was stored up in the barn loft. I wanted the sock loops I knew were there. These are waste from commercial tube sock manufacturing, and look like fluffy versions of those loopers we all used to weave into potholders in cub scouts or whatever. I had about a bushel of them leftover from a project years ago, and they were stored up there. Well, mice had nested in two of the bags. What a mess. Still, about half of the loops were salvageable. The third and fourth bags were pretty much OK. All will have to be washed before using, but that's no big deal. Since I have a rug warp on the loom, and am currently weaving a rag rug out of old jeans, I want to make some bath mats. Sock strips are perfect for that. They soak up water just like a fluffy towel, and weave up into a padded fabric about a half inch thick.

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