This last week has been so hectic - I don't know whether I am coming or going. But it is a good hectic - as everything we are doing may/should benefit us at some point down the road.
Last week Todd worked 54 hours of overtime. Yes, that's right - 54 hours. So a lot (ok - all) of the farm chores have fell to me. This wouldn't be bad, but with 2 herds of cows and bull, that means 2 water troughs to fill, 2 bales of hay to put out, 3 buckets of grain - to different pastures. And the skidloader and I really don't get along (I make the kids go in the house or sit on the deck when I am running it - that way there is no chance of them getting run over). I always say if someone would videotape it - we'd win "America's Funniest Home Videos" easy.
I shudder to think of how many hours of overtime he worked this week.
And it has been so stinking hot - water troughs need filled at 6 a.m. (before I go to work) and again when I get home at 3, and then usually topped off about 8 p.m. Grass needs mowed, pots of flowers need watered, the garden needs water - you all get the idea. I spent 4 hours mowing the yard last night - not because the grass has grown - but the weeds got too tall too quick.
Our hay fields need mowed desperately - but because Todd has been so busy at work, he can't get off to mow them in the evenings. And I have no desire to run the discbine - and he has no desire to let me attempt to run it. Maybe tonight. . . .or tomorrow night . . . .we crop share one 25 acre field - Todd and I put the hayfield in, the owner brought the seed. We get 1st cutting, he gets second cutting, once he gets his 400 bales for his llamas, we get the rest. But first the weather and Todd's work schedule need to coordinate. I'm just glad our corn is in - and we aren't farming 150 acres like we did before kids.
This weekend the kids have a 4-h field trip, I'm hoping to get my sewing done, and pick up 10 lbs. of rhubarb to freeze and strawberries to make jam. We'll see.