Sometimes it feels as though there are days that are
completely uneventful. I have had those. Yesterday may have been one. I got
home from work, ate a small dinner and went out to feed. Between getting home
from her day at school and going to church, Mama spent most of the time on the
couch. She always fusses a bit at me because I want to leave the house so early
when we are going to church. After thirty-six years of marriage you would think
she knows that I like to arrive early. To arrive early, you must leave early,
but that is not how she thinks. Anyway, we got to church almost a half hour
early, but we were not the first ones there. Several people were already in the
sanctuary and the folks from the nursing home were arriving. As I picked out a
mission letter to read, the pastor put on his suit jacket and I said, “I got the
memo.” At first, he did not understand but we had on suits so similar that we
really looked like twins. Mama was just coming into the sanctuary at that time.
She had stayed in the car to put on some makeup. I told her the same thing as she
walked past the pastor and I. She understood right away. But insisted that the two
brownish suits were not the same color of brownish – and that she did not ike the color
of mine that well as she liked the color of the pastor’s suit.
I looked at the pastor and said, “Pastor I need to go home
and change.” Everyone around us laughed. Mama scolded me right away. Which made
everyone laugh again. I told Mama, “I can’t be up in front of the church in an
ugly suit. I already feel self-conscious just standing here.” More laughter.
More scolding from Mama. Those kinds of conversations do not happen when we get
to church just in time. I will not relate other times of repartee throughout the
day, at work and at home, but they are worth remembering because they fill the day
meaning – if not purpose. My challenge to you. Look for those times in your day
today. I am sure they will be there. Perhaps these “uneventful” days will look
less sterile. Mama and I are a boring couple to hang out with, but we have interesting
and important moments during each day.
Hopefully, we will become less boring as Mama becomes more
mobile again, but for now we will tolerate and maybe even find purpose in our “old
fogie” lifestyle. It does give Mama time to keep up with our children and
grandchildren as she convalesces. Sadly, if I am not included directly in those
conversations, I do not hear about the events relayed to Mama. I have to listen
for tidbits of information and mine out the details sometime after the conversation
has taken place. But eventually most of
the details are communicated. If not, I get the overview and extrapolate down
from there.
We did get the check from selling out three Nigerian Dwarf
goats. It was a pleasant surprise to see that the proceeds matched our
expectations. That money will be used to buy more feed as we let the farm
support itself. Friday, buyers are coming for our two Myotonic bucklings. We already
have an established price on them and that money will go into the farm fund as
well. As that stands, we have enough money to buy feed and hay for several
months; perhaps through the end of the year. November-ish we are going to take
two of our cattle herd to be processed. We already have several people interested
in quarters and halves. We will have only one heifer left to feed after we make
that sale. She should be cheap to keep – comparatively speaking.
In addition to meeting the buyer tomorrow, Mama and I are
meeting with fellow investors that evening. At the office, I have an all-day
presentation to give, so I will be more busy than usual. Fortunately, Mama is
not going to the school tomorrow because of her physical therapy session. That will
provide her a larger window of time to make the afternoon buyer appointment. My
day will be packed. Hopefully productive. I told Mama we need to go above and
beyond if we are going to make this business work, so this meeting is a step
out into potential partnerships that will help us broaden our approach and
hopefully broaden our opportunities to invest. We cannot do this on our own but
need to be careful who we yolk up with. Pray for us old fogies as we seek wisdom
in those partnerships.
Take time to enjoy – and hopefully remember – the fun moments
you experience today.
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