You know the satisfied “Ha!” right?
Not a “Ha!” that’s funny but a “HA! You inanimate object, you thought you could best me, but I won anyway!”
Today I looked at my chicken coop and my duck house parked just where I wanted them for the winter and said, “HA!”
Have you ever backed up a hay wagon using a lawn tractor that’s articulated in the middle through an orchard into a small clearing at the edge of a woods?
Well, backing it up I think works something like this…
…but I’m not super sure. Trying to keep track of all those moving parts while avoiding all the trees turned my brain into a puddle.
But, I still know how to say:
Got it done and checked it off the list. Those guys are parked till spring!
Ever have those moments that are just so – so adult, that it’s depressing?
Not long after we were married John and I bought a tractor. It was a nice little tractor and it did all sorts of things for us until one day when I was driving it and it said “CA- CHUNK” loudly and forcefully.
A time of tractor parts and grand plans followed the “ca-chunk” but, unfortunately, the end result was me in the driveway watching the pieces of my tractor getting smaller as they rode away on a flatbed truck.
Sadder than any woman really should be about a broken pile of metal I looked down at the small collection of crisp hundred dollar bills in my hand for consolation. I was momentarily cheered, until I remembered the broken dishwasher.
One day you are riding high on a tractor.
The next you are researching water efficient dishwashers.
Adulting is the worst.
It’s November! Time for a month of blog posting and team tiny peppers!
It’s also the month where daily posting means John does much less of my proofreading and you find out just how poor my spelling and grammar really are… …forgive me.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Broken
Our little Massey was well and truly broken.
After a few hours of work by John and my brother, it is now well and truly broken and in many pieces.
They called it progress.
I’ll take their word for it as picture taking was as close to the project as I was willing to get.
A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you’re inspired to do the same, leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for all to find and see. Inspired by SouleMama.