Today was a day of having to get stuff done, and nearly everything going wrong. Lloyd went to his auction, which was a total bust. He sat around grading until the things he wanted sold (not to him) at 2p.m., and it turned out that he was supposed to meet someone at his school at 2. We were late.
I had errands to run, and almost everywhere I went they didn’t have the things I needed, or it was way more than I wanted to pay. I gave up.
At Lloyd’s school, after we apologized to the guy who waited for Lloyd, then I ‘helped’ Lloyd do some stuff to some of the computers. I am as bad with computers as he is with recipes: I’m very, very literal. He tells me something, I write it down and then perform the functions like a very dumb robot. The rest of his school stuff took much, much longer than I wanted it to, and I couldn’t even nap in the library because someone was working in there. How rude.
The real excitement happened on the way home. I was driving, and out of the tall grass on the side of the road came charging a bull! There was a guy there trying to keep it on the side of the road, and also a lady who had pulled over. We pulled over so Lloyd could use his farmboy skills. That bull was mad. Thankfully it never actually made it out onto the highway. It went running into a field (wrecking the fence), then down the road and into the lane of the farmer who owned it. We drove the car down to see if Lloyd could still help, and I snapped some shots. See that space in the row of hay bales? There was a hay bale there seconds before, but a mad bull decided to show us all who was boss and tossed it around like a marshmallow.
Here, you can see the space better.
Feeling useless, I drove back to the highway to be the car with the hazard lights on so cars might slow down in case he ran for the road again. He didn’t, and while I walked around the owner drove by and I told him where his bull was, so I guess that was helpful.
Later, Lloyd said they got the bull into the fenced-in yard, and the people who lived there got it into the barn, so apparently all is well and the black cow will not be out on the highway at night.
Snip snap snout. My tale’s told out.