Well I'll start at the beginning of the end..Where else to start? I'm tired all the time, Hubby worked out of town and was hardly ever home. I have a 15 year old daughter still at home and worked at the post office, can I say any more? I'm always tired. Well I said that once to often in my hubby's hearing, quit you job he says...NO I said...Back and forth it went for at least 6 months. Then one day hubby phones and says he has a new job offer on a ranch in Merritt. Now you have to understand we are 54 years old! This is not the time to runaway and be a cowboy sez I . A month goes by and then one evening ( hubby phones everynight LOL) he said" I took that job , you can quit and move here in the spring"...That was that! What would you do? I was renting a house and the owners wanted back in, so I had to move anyway, but sticking to my guns Sammi and I moved into a condo right down town Vernon.. 15 year old,! Downtown! Oh my God was that a mistake! So by the time July 2004 came I was done in..Yup, I caved and gave my notice at work for the end of August .Hubby came and moved us along with the ranch manager and his wife AND the ranch owner. Now we live 16 miles from a small town Now you'd think that would be the end of it right? NO WAY! When I get here the basement suite is one finished room in the ranch managers basement, its large and has a couch and its own bath room, but is a little small for 3 . We lived in our motor home & our 15 year old in the basement..Not to bad, thank god the people are friendly here..I can't say I'd like a whole family moving in one me ! You see there is more! My older married daughter with 2 children ages 2&3 had been asked to leave her mother-in-laws ( to put it politely ) so ended up coming with us. Her hubby works out of town also and was not there to help her. They put up with all of us until Oct when Sarah and the kids rented a house in town. Then in the middle of November we find a place also, until the new mobile house comes for the Ranch manager and family.. Then we get the old one , its very old , but will make a good home with a little work I think. Well that all for today I'll sign off with a little poem
For you to see, a story about me?
well that's as fun as it can be!
I'm sorry, there's not much to say,
maybe I should leave this for another day?
well I quit my job and no longer deliver the mail
now I carry an old milk pail!
well not really, but its just a rhyme
and I though it might give a laugh to ye old pals of mine..
In my closet there sits a large box of high heels
that I no longer ware 'cause here's the new deal..
the bull pens' all muck
(god how I hate all that guck!)
there's chickens to feed
and baby calf's to lead up to the new pen ,
( they number 10)
with 60 more to come
before we are done!
Anyway , my city shoes
I'd be bound to loose
in fields full of goo
(eek.. Or is that just poo!)
So each morning I put
on each dainty foot
something large , black and shiny
that fits almost up to my "hiney"
yup, its rubber boots for me
they just fit to a tee!
I no longer ware skirts
its jogging pants and T-shirt
My hair need a hairdresser
it just couldn't be messier
Hey, you know what?
I'm not complaining at least not a lot
I really love it here you see
and I wonder if you 're having as much fun as me?
Now I have to go but from all of you I'd like to know
Do you love what you do? does it make you glow?
Are you happy? , do your feet still get "tappy"?
are you still having fun
when its all said and done
for life is so much better when you love what you do
(even if your ankle deep in goo!)
