Satisfaction

My neck hurts.  My back hurts.  I’m cut in a couple of thousand places.  My fingers look like I was shredding cheese and forgot the cheese.  The long green weeds with the razor sharp thorns left most of my skin, but also left some kind of itchy venom on it.

But I don’t care.  One good man showed up yesterday and we strung barb wire fencing around the entire perimeter.  In one day.

I feel good about that.