Sunday, May 22, 2011

I wish I had a hay baler! I could have baled my yard instead of mowing it. I paid $40 in gas to mow my yard...CRAZY!!! It was bad and I have neighbors on either side of me who mow on a regular basis. Now, I'm usually not big into keeping up with the Jones's... But I just look bad when their grass is pretty and mine looks like an abandoned farm house!

My brother bought me three mini rose bushes for $1 each. They are healthy but the blooms are dying off. They grow back but people don't by bushes without flowers. Silly people. Sooo, my brother has decided that after um...five years it was time to do some landscaping. I was going to plant them today but then it rained. I will try again tomorrow. My brother loves me!

Hubby has been working 16 hour nights, coming home sleeping and going back out to the well site. I basically see him an hour and ten minutes a day. I feel bad for him and try to make sure everything is quiet so he can sleep. But it has been throwing me off the routines that I do have and I'm having trouble refocusing. As he left today he kissed me goodbye and thanked me for being so supportive. SUPPORTIVE?! I thank him for doing what he does for all of us. I wish I could do more.

I realize how much we rely on him at home, because I am one tired farmgirl! He's the one who usually checks the chores to see if they are all done. He handles most of the outside yard work and fixing stuff and building stuff...
I cook, clean, do the laundry and take care of the kids. I feel bad for single moms! Doing everything is HARD! I'm not complaining...I'm growing and it feels great. Yes, I'm tired. But I am learning how to be independent. I can get things done. I put 10w40 on all the doors and they no longer squeek. I filled the gas tank in the mower and the buggy. I have been ordering all the feed to have it delivered and then I lift the bags and pour it into our feed bins. I have to say Robert helps me with that. I'm good up to 100# I need a little help there or I pee my pants. So sad but true. I pick up the hay and bedding and then shop vac my van. I can get 6bales of hay in my minivan! 10 bales of pine shavings...
Tomorrow I am going to learn how to drive Hubby's truck. It's a full size deisel truck and I am afraid to drive it. But I can get more hay in it and I don't have to shopvac it when I'm done!
Hmmmm...I think I can give my Mama sermon material with this...I'm like a potted plant that was transplanted in the ground. While in my pot, my role of cooking, cleaning and kids, I can only grow so much. But transplanted into the ground, expanding my role, I can florish and grow deeper roots and spread and grow more fruit!

Well, goodnight all, This Farmgirl needs her sleep!

1 comment:

  1. Love the potted plant scenario...can so relate. Jim often says it feels like I'm having to be a single mom. He doesn't like that but I told him we're fine. I mean it's definitely harder now but we're ok. Look back at how it was in the older days where the dad would be out working in the fields from sun up til sundown and then some. This is nothing new for any family to have to deal with, we're fine and God honors hard work is what I tell him.
    Still need to start my wives of gas workers support group. We could have weekly meetings, but with everything we have to do we wouldn't ever have any time for the meetings :) Hang in there!