This morning, we went bowling with our bowling friends, except the sick one. My legs (front, above the knees) are killing me from yesterday's workout. I wasn't feeling well last night, at all, but was feeling better-ish this morning. I was able to empty out after a couple games, and felt better but then my thumb started doing something weird and new--it's like a sharp pain, almost a throb, totally random. It was one of the worst bowling days I've had in quite a while.
We went to Royal Jasmine for some Thai food and I tried the red curry chicken, medium spice. It was scrumptious and spicier than I expected. I stuffed myself and took the extra rice and sauce home.
We went home and Mick showed me the compost--we're switching to the second bin again--and the farm plot. I was so tired, so I went to watch TV and took a nap for a couple hours. I was concerned that it was getting late and I wanted to do some gardening, so I headed out. It was getting dark before I was really done. I felt kind of shaky and exhausted and headed in to get my veggies ready for roasting.
I couldn't believe how late it was already and how much work I had left to do before I could roast the veggies. On top of that, I didn't really have anything else to make for dinner, so I knew that he would want something I wasn't making.
Then he told me to shut the window in the dog room; he had opened it because it "still smelled like shit." I thought maybe I had missed something when I cleaned up, so I started moving the kennel out and realized there was more poop in the kennel. She had another accident after I had cleaned up the previous accident. I felt terrible that she had been in her kennel with poop. I put her bedding in the wash and cleaned up to get the vegetables in the oven before finishing the kennel cleanup.
I thought I could use the mandolin for some of the slicing but started with a hard carrot and sliced my thumb pretty badly. *shit* I actually thought, as I was starting to move the carrot, that I should put my protective glove on. But I didn't. And then I was bleeding. And he had to stop playing long enough to bandage me.
After I was well bandaged, I resumed my cooking and cleaning duties. I don't think he liked the outcome, but I loved the roasted veggies, especially the broccoli and the garlic.