How I Spent My Day


When I do something that I’ve never done by myself before….. WOW. The sense of accomplishment is awesome. (Yes, of course, I had helpers. But I was the commander. The farmer. The one who got ‘er done. I have never been in charge of getting the hay before.) I got 100 bales of hay loaded in the barn today.

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on December 3, 2011  

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  1. 12-3

    You ROCK Suzanne! I recommend a nice hot shower and some aspirin for those aches and pains BTW.

  2. 12-3

    Well done! It’s hard work but you’re more than capable – as you keep showing us:) Have a good nights sleep to reward yourself in that nice lilac(?), apricot(?), sage(?) bedroom of yours!

  3. 12-3

    Can’t decide which is the more important phrase of your post:

    [I was} “the one who got ‘er done,”
    “loaded into the barn…”

    hmmm ….two accomplishments, one day = 2 x ordinary cookie reward!

  4. 12-3

    Yay,good job! My husband says as you get to know the haymakers in your area you will be able to have them deliver the hay to you on a wagon-no more pick-up loads. If you don’t mind sharing-What kind of hay did you get and how much did you have to give?

  5. 12-3

    You go girl! :snoopy:

  6. 12-3

    Way to go. Now, show us some pictures of the animals who receive the hay! Please. :lol: I am suffering GB and BP withdrawal. Last pic I think I saw that GB had lost her weaning flap. Did she? Not a chance she is weaned.
    You are doing great. Bet the kids are very happy you landed on your feet. They had to have been subconsciously worried about you at the other location.

  7. 12-3

    This is SO great for you, Suzanne.

    Having been divorced for 18 years and having raised my daughter (from age 2) basically on my own, I totally get what you’re feeling. I’m not a farmer, I’m from the city, so you’re learning a different set of skills than I did, but you just do each thing as needed, one by one and run your own show. It does bring a different kind of confidence that wouldn’t otherwise develop. You’ll see.

    Take a deep breath, relax and enjoy that sense of accomplishment. You deserve it!

  8. 12-3

    Sorry to contradict Jerseygirl, but hay in these parts usually comes on one of two mobile apparatus’. Either the back of a pickup or on a car-trailer type “wagon”. I grew up in Minnesota, so I know the wagons your hubby is probably talking about. They pretty much don’t exist around here. The hills roll too much to load those high and wide wagons and the roads don’t come in “farm equipment” width when they are built on the sides of hills. Some areas do have more flat land where the wagons would work, but the roads are still kind of narrow for a normal hay wagon. I guess you didn’t probably need all that detail, but it seemed like one of those regional things that might need a bit of explaining. Kind of like the free gas thing. Jumping of the stump now. :)

  9. 12-3

    OOOPS Sorry Jersey Lady!! I think I got you confused with another poster. Sorry. :(

  10. 12-3

    That’s OK about the name. Thanks for explaining.

  11. 12-3

    Wow. 100 bales is a lot. I can get 12 bales in my Kia minivan, and that was about all I could handle at once. I found a hay man, it was a miracle, and he delivers it now, I have almost 400 bales stashed in my hay barn and on my porch, I think it is enough to get almost to June. I am in New Mexico, and hay is getting real scarce around here. If you can find a hay man you will never regret it. He brings it and stacks it for me, and it is just so wonderful. Of course he likes me because I am a little old lady with a herd of goats.

  12. 12-4

    Way to go! The exciting part is being able to put it in the barn!The barn is beautiful, so happy for all the animals and for you and Morgan to have the convenience for yout first winter in your new home.

  13. 12-4

    Barn full of hay, now it can snow.

  14. 12-4

    Having lived by myself for sometime…you just do what has to be done! 100 bales!!!!!! I bet I know someone who has some sore spots this morning! You go girl…GIT R DONE! :happyflower:

  15. 12-4

    Job well done!

    It won’t take you any time at all to be in complete control and it is a very good feeling.

    It looks like pretty darned good hay too. Around here just finding small squares is a job in itself. Will that get you through the winter?

  16. 12-4

    A MAN??? You don’t need no stinkin MAN!!! Lol
    Way to go!

  17. 12-4

    Suzanne, This is so fun watching you take charge. It’s a women’s world. I did it by myself for 4 years after my husband died. Great feeling of accomplishment. We are women, We can do anything we set out minds to.

  18. 12-4

    Well, I think you are doing fine, just fine. Ha, and what else would we think? :happyfeet:

  19. 12-4

    It does feel wonderful to try new things and discover that you CAN do them by yourself. Such a feeling of pride and accomplishment!

    You’re doing great on your new farm! You go, Suzanne! :shimmy:

  20. 12-12

    You go girl! You’ve sure taken a lot on by yourself Suzanne…you deserve to be proud of yourself. Great job!

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