That next morning I had an appointment with the collision place here in Garner to have them look at the bent hitch on my truck.
The whole insurance thing was wonky because the hitch was mine to have inspected, but the trailer was my friends to have his inspected so I felt kind of silly driving up for an inspection of a $20 hitch. It wasn’t till I arrived and was talking to the adjuster that it hit me (I’m kind of slow). My back started hurting the day after the wreck. I couldn’t for the life of me figure how such a small wreck had caused so much pain but it sure seemed to be the case as other than this wreck I’m in the best shape of my life and can pretty much do anything except stand for long periods of time. Now I could barely get out of bed.
We got the hitch straightened out (figuratively, not literally, they gave me a check.) I ran my errands around town and then went back home and got back in the bed. Again, something I never do. I was barely able to get out of bed to take Spork to football practice and then got right back in the bed because Tuesday I had to go to Sanford to pick up a new, to me, stock trailer. That was mostly driving so by the time I got back, I felt pretty much ok and I could stop being useless around the farm. I grabbed our power washer and proceeded to power wash the inside and outside of the trailer, plus the concrete right in front of it. I felt pretty good moving around and was glad I was back on my feet. Then about 2 minutes after putting the power washer down I was in bad pain again. Uh, I over did it. Back to bed because tomorrow is a long day.