Weekends are made for catching up. I am trying to get all ready for winter. Winter is Coming. I realize it's a book and show motto but it's the truth. With one of the horses needing a dry place due to some weird hoof issue we need a second covered area. The amazing thing was getting the hoof fixed on a horse was cheaper than fixing one dog. It's no wonder there is no money in large animal care.
I had a friend send her youngest son out to help me on Saturday. Now I do pay them but sometimes I think my various friends send me their children to motivate them to seek a higher education plan. So far I am batting over 75% heading to college after working for me. I am known to not stop, no breaks and if you let me lunch break will be at 1500 every day. I am not a fan of taking it slow and easy. I try to go at it like I am killing snakes every day. The only problem with this is I am no longer in my 20s or 30s.
Plus, my back hurts!! I had a known party bring her husband out to look at the old tractor. It's gas not diesel. It's an International not a Ford. It will not start or turnover, it needs a new starter and battery first. Then some filters and oil plus more hydraulic fluid. I asked about a new seat and was laughed at. The farmer rule applies in this instant and I was told to just get it running. So I will order a few hundred dollars worth of parts and then we will see.
The young man arrived via "his mother's horseless carriage with her as the chauffeur". He is a young padawan and his mother is hoping he molds into a productive member of society. We went out to the barn to clear out the old milking wooden floor. I supplied the work gloves but he wore blue jeans and tennis shoes. I was amazed he never stepped on a nail, but his mother is a nurse so I figured his vaccinations were up to date. We ripped out the floor and stacked all the spare wood from the room onto the top of the horse hay room overhang. I had to install some wooden brackets so we could make the stack higher. At one point I misstepped and ended up falling four feet after sliding down the straw stack. The young palawan tried to catch me but just managed to touch my arm on my decent to the wooden floor. I managed to turn to my side so I didn't land flat on my back. Not one of my smoother moves but fairly typical. I also managed to not hit my head! My beautiful bald head seems to attract a lot of wear and tear. The milking area needs to be dug out but before I can do that I need to put an end piece on so I don't push the dirt under the last little bit of flooring we left. The flooring is so you can walk out and feed the horses easily. The padawan ripped out an entire inside leg seam on his jeans fairly early in the work process. He kept after it, at one point I asked him what his older brother had told him about coming to the farm. He said he cackled and stated "YOU are going to WORK!". We got a lot done in a few hours. I was very pleased.
No comments:
Post a Comment