Morning milking, column deadline,
Two springer cows in the barnyard
ready to calve
Phone rings
BF's grandparents truck broke down
Bringing it here so the boys can fix it
Phone rings
Liz checks springer cows
They are both missing
Broke down the gate
and headed for the pastures
Phone rings
Power company calls from the front yard driveway
and comes to check wires that they messed up last week
While the GP's are still here
Power lady needs to see the boss,
But, of course he isn't
Here that is
Kids find cows and Lemmie has a heifer
Power company leaves
And the milk inspector gets here
At the same time
Traffic jam in the driveway
Introductions all around
and around
and around
Inspector wants his wooden critters
Glad I have some done
Bye, bye to four bunnies and four duckies.
Truck is finished, calf is a nice one,
everybody goes home
and the phone stops ringing.
Throw together some meatballs and sauce for spaghetti
Milking time again
***This is not by way of being a poem, but merely a list of the busiest day in recent memory. In between the boss ran for parts and ran for hay..twice..fixed the gate that the cows broke down.
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7 comments:
I'm all for routine...all the time. Routine doesn't bore me, drama is not my fav thing---although I know people who strive to have 100% drama in thier lives.
When days like this happen I tell myself, at least it will end and a new day will begin tomorrow.
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com/
Wow, you should speak to your union leaders about your working conditions.
O, wait. Nevermind.
Sounds like you had an easy day for a change. ;-)
Ah! But it IS a poem.
It's the poem you live every day :-)
Linda, you sure do learn to appreciate routine when all the crazy stuff crops up!
Jan, now there is an idea whose time has come!
lol
Joated, lol, the worst of it was that I had three simple goals for the day...any one of which I would normally have accomplished. Not this time...nada
Cathy, thanks...and thankfully not every day. lol The sad part was my dear brother is touring a foreign country where my family has roots...he came on Facebook chat in the middle of all the excitement and I didn't see that he had until he was gone...
Dang. I hate missed connections. Hopefully he tries again.
Cathy, alas, he hasn't. Not much of a Facebooker. He will be home soon and hopefully we can talk then. He sure has posted some fantastic pics from there.
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