Worst Job Ever Revisited
Jason and I have been busy worker bees the lately. The weather has been so nice it has certainly made for pleasant working conditions, even if the work itself hasn’t always been pleasant. You may recall me complaining writing about the
the piles of wire felt endless; given that there was 3,000 feet of wire fence the piles were pretty endless
See, the wire really doesn’t want to be crammed into the bucket. Nor does it want to stay there once it is in.
But we were determined, and now our dumpster is full of wire
We also cleared logs and sticks while we were at it to get ready to harrow grass seed
Occasionally some of the horses wondered what on earth we were doing (Fuzzy and Renny are the ones watching us)
Jason giving me two thumbs up because the Worst Job Ever is finally done, the last load of wire is in the bucket.
My back and shoulders killing me after the constant bending, pulling and lifting. However as of this evening the last of the wire was wrestled into the dumpster. I will admit that I almost gave another version of my “this is why I went to college speech” during round two of the Worst Job Ever. But then I really thought about things, and what life was like during my corporate days with my recruiting company. Rush hour traffic, office politics, corporate politics, boring meetings, wearing suits every day (I will confess that I do miss a few of my power suits, but not many of them), being trapped inside most of the time, did I mention rush hour traffic . . . ? After I took a few minutes to reflect upon things, I went back to wrestling the wire with a little more enthusiasm. After all it was 75 sunny degrees, I had on a comfortable pair of jeans and I wasn’t sitting in a boring meeting trying to pretend I wasn’t glancing at my watch every 4 second. It makes a bunch of barb wire cuts seem a lot more bearable. I’ll even take all of the rain I will be working in off and on the next few days.
Norman and Cinnamon
Lightening shaking and showing off his new pinto markings after a good roll
Wiz and Dutch
Faune, Winston and Chimano
The big boys walking in two polite, single file rows. Not their usual style! Thomas, Hemi and Moe on the left. Levendi, Homer, Apollo and Baby on the right.
Maisie was giving Lily a really good grooming. She was pulling off chunks of Lily hair with her teeth.
Sebastian, Fuzzy, Wiz, Dutch and Renny