Relative Something

Be careful what you wish for. Interestingly, I have wanted nothing more than to be free of the responsibilities of my day-job, and now, although temporarily, that freedom has been thrust upon me due to a down-turn in business. It is daunting to consider the reduction in income, especially at this time when we seem to be spending, left and right, on many little things, and some not-so-little, to get us going here.

It was hard for me to joyously embrace the fact that I had the day free yesterday, to spend as I wish on our property. However, I forged ahead, trusting my spirit would rise to the occasion, with time.

It turned out pretty well for me. I decided to chip away in small steps, and started indoors, to give the day outside some time to warm up a bit.

I washed the bed sheets

I brought in a ladder and surveyed the attic over our bedroom, to make sure there was no dead mouse obvious. I did find a trap (tripped, with nothing in it but insulation) and much evidence of tunnels and droppings throughout the insulation.

I realized it didn’t smell at all this morning in the bedroom.

I researched the hunting regulations online, to prepare for what to expect this morning, the opening day of hunting deer with guns.

I reviewed the manual for our riding lawn mower, noting the maintenance requirements.

I walked to the end of the driveway to retrieve the trash and recycle bins.

I cleared the accumulated grass clipping from the mower deck, checked the oil, added oil, checked the gas level, and started the lawn tractor.

I did some mowing up near the house, where the grass had been left too long for the winter snow cover. Mixed success, but okay for my first try, I guess.

I parked the mower in the second garage and headed for the barn.

I took a shot at an uneducated trial-by-fire attempt to reattach the brush cutter to the diesel tractor to move it to the garage for the winter. Mixed success, but mission accomplished, however crudely.

I drove the tractor behind the barn to attach the plow blade. Similar problem succeeding with the 3-point hookup there. Got it on, eventually, but crooked, and after a long process of attempts and failures. A simple lesson in the proper steps will easily remedy this issue. My neighbor to the south has been buying and selling tractors for decades. He will be a very handy resource.

Got tractor with blade and loader nestled in the garage between the brush cutter and the lawn tractor.

Put air in the tires of my road bike.

While there was still sunshine, cycled about 5 miles on the roads that create the “block” around our property. This was the big success of my day!

Remade the bed with clean sheets.

Lounged on the couch to watch the sunset and enjoy my day’s worth of accomplishments, while waiting for Cyndie to get home from work.

I could get used to this kind of life.