It's almost Christmas tree harvest time again. You know what that means. . . . . .it means that the punks have been asking where the time sheets are. They like to turn in time sheets with hours on it of things that they have done around here to get paid for. They really do work sometimes. Other times they put stuff on their time sheets that crack me up and so I pay them for that, too. The other day it was payday and they wanted to put something on their time sheet. I asked them what the did and they said . . . . . "well, we put the clothes pins on the clothes line in groups of five." HUH??!?!? I went and looked. Sure enough, they did group them in fives. Since I haven't used the clothes line in at least a year I would have never noticed. But now that I see what they have done, I know that the next time I need to hang clothes out to dry I won't even have to worry about how many clothes pins there are. I can just look and see the groups of five :) See, they saved me time and money. I think I should pay them for that, don't you?
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Last night I sat glued to the television. I watched as the miners in Chile were lifted from the bottom of the mine and reunited with their loved ones. Each reunion was so amazing. I was overcome with tears with each miners reunion. You could see the emotion and joy on the faces of the families waiting as they were lifted. There was also excitement among everyone involved in the rescue. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. As I layed in bed I thought about that same kind of reunion that I imagine myself having one day with Jay. I pictured it in my mind. I felt it with my heart. And I know that, just like the miners and their families, if I stay focused and I remain positive that day will come and it too will be amazing.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Man, talk about stress. It is almost Christmas tree harvest time again. Because of the economy and the over supply of Christmas trees, the orders are SLOWLY coming in . We usually know by now how many trees we will be harvesting. This year is different than any year before. The buyers are waiting and waiting and waiting. I am not sure what the hold up is. I know that it is a buyers market and they have the control. We have really good trees and it is hard to sell so cheap but we will have to do what ever we need to do to move a bunch of trees.
I know, too, that all of this is making me crazy. I try my best to DON'T PANIC. BE STRONG. DON'T STRESS. HAVE FAITH. BE POSITIVE. Well, let me tell you, I failed the "don't panic." My hair is all turning grey. And the "be strong", I failed that too. I cried. It didn't help. "Don't stress" made me eat all the chocolate that I could get my hands on. I do "have faith." That one I can do. I talk to God and Jay a lot. The "be positive", well, I am positive that if lots of orders don't come in real soon that I will be a grey haired, chubby, crybaby. But I will keep talking to God and to Jay and I will get focused and we will get thru this harvest.