Good morning all. 72 going to 92 today. Out early to pick okra and tomatoes, then box it up, not much this week, and take to food pantry.
Think I might be able to pick a few more yellow watermelons this morning.
Second planting of cucumbers coming in, zillions of little yellow flowers.
Going to be a busy week getting prepared for house guests. Was supposed to reseal driveway on Wednesday, day before they come, and decided against it. Just too hard a job standing all day, going to get the two helpers to trim treeline bushes and trees instead, and I'll drive the tractor pulling the small wagon. Also, didn't want guests showing up with driveway blocked off and a trip overland through the old paddock. Doable but asking them to park in the front lawn, particularly if it's raining, is a bit much. Should still have plenty of warm weather to get that job done in the next few weeks. It's the last of my big projects for the year.
I wanted to see what RS was doing, and he is stuck in FP. I had to laugh, first post from someone else in the thread I checked on went:
Whites like yourself should be sterilized to never breed , and produce another ignorant offspring. Your type is what's wrong with the world.
Yup, still Friendly in there....
During college I worked six nights a week, three hours a day, for all four years, cleaning tables in the college dining hall. Couldn't afford a car, all my money went to buying books and supplies, almost 1000 dollars a year even back in 60's. That was the deal, my father paid room board and tuition and all kids (except my sister...) had to work to pay the rest. I was the only one who worked through college though, siblings saved during summer, which I did also. But when I was offered a job and told the hours, I took it. I would trudge back to my room smelling like food and disinfectant, and was welcomed back to the smell of pot and Led Zeppelin. Those were the days...lot of Just Say No opportunities.
I was in a hard school and had to study my tail off, and always wondered how others could screw off so much and get by. Just wasn't how I was wired...and frankly I bet I had a lot less fun in college than they did.
There were times when I had 160 people in a multidivisional company reporting to me, when I thought, man I'd like to be an electrician right now...I was always a worrier and took the job home with me. Only later in life I wished I had been a farmer.
