Now had you and Wanka told me that earlier…..while I was crawling on all fours to get me something to drink….I could have snagged self a bag of ice. Found some garbage bags, and in a few minutes will see if I can make that journey again. Nothing else seems to be helping much, so willing to crawl into the ice machine for the night if can find some relief.
Appreciate it, Farmboy, who is still licking his pride over having to ask a young kid to load a full propane tank into the back of my truck today. But the boy was kind to an old man. Guess he seen my pain on my face and offered to load it for me. Still, an embarrassing moment for me. Is this my future…..having to ask folks to do things for me? Don’t reckon I will handle it well.