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| They call me Mom. I call me Blessed. |
I totally forgot to post on the 4th. Hold on –
gotta go grab Farmer from the field.
OK I’m back. And that is probably why I forgot to post on
the 4th.
The last two days has been ridiculous.
Yesterday I had physical therapy in the morning for my neck –
been having headaches. Farmer called me and asked me to pick up large gallon
sized zip locked bags. Did that.
I stopped at the bank
on the way home. Was almost home when Farmer called again and asked me to go
pick up one of the farm computers. It was being repaired.
After I nabbed it, I dropped it off at the farm office and
went in to run the payroll report. Well the printer ran out of paper. No
problem. I would add to it and finish the job. Didn’t work. So I called Son #3
our IT guy.
“You can’t let the printer run out of paper. Now you have to
shut the computer down and then start it back up. BUT, you can’t shut it down
until 12:20 when they are washing the parlor. The BEBs come in and the computer
reads their ankle bracelets and stores a lot of info. I had to wait until the
BEBs were done being milked. So, payroll
was put on hold and I came home.
I decided to mow down the road at the house where our intern
from Michigan State is staying. She’s living and working on our farm until the
first part of August.
I stopped at the parlor when I was done and finished the
payroll report.
Back at home I started to “do” payroll which is a whole ‘nother
story for a whole ‘nother time.
Another phone call from the farm. Can you take these feed
samples to UPS? Gotta get there before they close.
I dropped everything and delivered a bag of feed to the UPS
store. I didn’t bother to explain what it was.
When I came home it was time to get ready to go to church.
Joyce Meyer was having a conference and I had to work at the book store. It was
great. I felt normal, until I got three more phone calls to bring this or that
and I reminded them for the 789th time I wasn’t home.
It was a late evening and I had to get up early to deliver
our intern to another farm.
As I dragged myself out of bed this morning and was trying
to get presentable, Farmer said “Oh, you don’t need to take Casey today. They
are going to pick her up.”
I was so close to causing bodily harm it wasn’t funny.
I started working on payroll again. Then I realized I had to
mow my lawn and my son – he’s having back issues. I decided I better get it
done before my daughter-in-law needed it for the farm. We share the mower. So I
did mine and his and finished just in time to go to the chiropractor. It felt
good to get things back in place.
I stopped at Sam’s on the way home for a couple of things.
$230.00 later I headed home.
Farmer met me at the door. “How nice and helpful” I thought.
“You gotta go to the mill and get yeast and feed. I have to
get back out in the field. And, you have to take my good truck.”
“Crap” I thought. First of all I was soooo tired. I just wanted
a 10 minute nap. But, nooooo they were waiting for the stuff. Secondly, I hate
driving his truck. He treats it better than me and I just know there’s going to
be an incident one day and it won’t be pretty.
I picked up and delivered the feed and went back home to
finish payroll.
Finally payroll was done. I delivered the checks to the barn
and spoke to my daughter-in-law who normally mows the lawn. She had been in the
field so I started mowing the lawn at the barn for her. We have about 6 acres
all told. She will be gone tomorrow so I will finish it tomorrow. I was heading
home from the farm and I called Farmer to see if he needed anything. Yes, food.
Another delivery and now it is 9:00 PM and I am home. I am sort of waiting for that phone call to
pick Farmer up yet tonight.
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| Hoping to get this done so I can have flowers this year. We shall see. |
My kitchen looks like a Sam’s display room, the laundry is
crawling out the door, my back porch is a poor example of a flower nursery
(with sick plants), the window box by our side door has been demolished and
there is brick debris scattered, the pool is open but full of algae, but our
weed garden is flourishing.
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| This is Phil and Kay in our pool. I love Duck Dynasty, hence the names. |
Oh, I almost forgot. I am trying to raise 5 duck eggs. Miss
Kay came and laid the eggs under the playroom window and then she and Phil took
off.
Son #2 brought over his incubator and it has an automatic
egg turner – thank goodness or those eggs would have been better on toast. And
he then added pressure by bringing over 6 chicken eggs to see if I could make
that work too.