Thank Goodness HE intervened and sent you Catherine and Logan!<<<
They were married 60 years and had 10 kids, he was a math teacher for many years and a good rancher, and served as the Mormon Bishop, and I had heard how exacting he could be, but had not met him, when he stepped in..........and fixed things.
That weekend, he asked Catherine how much hay we had on hand, I had told her we were fine on the hay, but he did not take a woman’s ‘fine’, when I got back from the hospital that Sunday, all the animals had been fed and watered and there was an additional 8 bales of the finest Alfalfa hay, Logan had come to check it out for himself.
When we moved up here, they came and checked that we were ok..........and Catherine called for years, just to check on us.
There are some fine people in this world.
It took all I had to not shoot off my mouth, well, I did once, and it convinced a crooked motor vehicle man that maybe we were not so stupid that he would be able to push us around.
LOL, in those days, I wore big aprons, they were handy to hide weapons under, as I met strangers cars, white haired granny and well armed.
LOL, I learned that trick from my friend Mary, when I met her, she was about 73, and a rabbit was eating her small garden, so she handed me a pump rifle and asked me to shoot it. LOL, I hit 14 out of 17 shots and it disappeared, to be found later and the wounds counted.
I wanted that rifle, an antique, and about 3/4 size, it had been bought for their son, when he was 10, maybe in 1930 or 40. Didn’t get it, she was saving it for his kids.
I offered to have Bill teach her how to shoot, she told me, thanks, she just didn’t enjoy it any more, but in her day, she could hit a broom handle.........so much for the real Ladies of the early times.
Why do you think men were invented?
Can you imagine two women working on the honey do list?
One would make the list and the other one would have a better idea and nothing would be built.
I am sure your wife, knows that you can handle anything that she has on the list...she looks at you as a fine man.
Maybe you can do what Bill did a couple of times, put off the real hard jobs and hope that i would forget [never] or come up with a better plan.
Some things he didn’t put off, he was a little part German and from them got the habit of building things that did not fall down.
From my dad, I learned how to do it quick, as we always have so many plans, that there is not time to do them in the forever style.
He built me a huge chicken house, covered yard for them.
I then wanted small pens for selective breeding of them...No, he had other plans and as we [I] kept bringing home things before the pens were ready, he never caught up, that is why the 2 goats lived in the patio with us the first year.
Mary said she would show me how to build a pen, as neither of us was good with a hammer, we built 3 pens about 8x10 foot size, walk in pens.......LOL, almost no nails, but lots of baling wire.......and Bill hated them and made sure that people knew he did not build them.
Once you manage the uprights, it is easy, we had logs at the bottom and tied the wire to them, they worked, if not pretty.
You will look back on this move as the time of your life.
My years in Wellton, fighting to survive, are worth far more than the California life that I left, with its new homes, new furniture and ‘keeping up with the jones’, I learned more with fighting for survival, hauling water and having a goat at the side of the bed in the morning, a Roadrunner on the tin roof of the patio, pecking out a get up call, and then there was the male Peacock, who roosted on one corner of the patio roof, where we were short a 2 foot piece of metal, so he could hang on and watch us sleep.
LOL, no, we didn’t leave the piece off, just didn’t have one to put on and later got the peacock.
I hated it, when we got a larger mobile with a bedroom, but Bill said he bought a bedroom and he would sleep in it.
Take lots of before and after photos, so you will be able to see how the progress goes.
Smile and know how thankful your wife is that she found you.
“Why do you think men were invented?
“Can you imagine two women working on the honey do list?
“One would make the list and the other one would have a better idea and nothing would be built.”
ROFL!!! That’s why this thread is so much fun, your comments are so witty.
I had a friend whose father was a farmer in upstate New York. He was German and had been trained as a machinist. He was of course a newcomer among his farmer neighbors. My friend's father tried to be friends with his neighbors but I guess they were a bit clannish up there, so he had to do a lot of the work on his farm alone, and much of it was back-breaking labor.
Then one day a neighbor had a machine that broke down. Having it fixed was out of the question, because it was made in Germany. The fittings were very precise. Finally someone thought of asking the German farmer if he could take a look at it. He did, took it apart, fixed the broken piece, and put it together again. It ran perfectly. He gained immeasurable credibility after that, and was from then on considered an equal.
I would like to have met Catherine and Logan. They (and many Mormons) do the work we Christians are supposed to be doing. We can learn a lot from them. I heard Dennis Prager say that the state of California is investigating Mormons now because they supported Proposition 9. If we don't have a police state now, we will have one soon. Time to start listening to the scanner again.