And I’m not even married yet!
Last Sunday, Colby began to work on this:
You may be wondering what exactly that is. Well, it’s a planter and it is responsible for putting corn seeds two inches below the soil.
And no, I did not have to ask- I remember that all from last year. I’m going to be a good farm wife one day… just as soon as I get used to spending all my time alone.
See, Colby and his brother Travis have been working around the clock. He came home at midnight last night, sleepily ate the delicious bowl of cereal I prepared for him, and passed out. He was gone shortly after eight this morning.
That a lot of hours for a girl to spend all alone… especially when she’s trying to write a term paper over Karl Marx. I think I might lose it soon and go completely wacko.
It’s probably a good thing I have the puppy… because at least he acknowledges me when I talk to him. Cricket, on the other hand, just runs in the opposite direction when I start ranting about Marx’s economic theories.
Some people animals just don’t understand.
Of course, if I ever finish this paper that might be what I do if anyone happens to brings it up again- RUN.
Don’t worry- I’m not going to update my blog without at least one new picture of my little Justice. Except he isn’t so little. I was only gone three days this week, but he seems way heavier than normal. I really need to start training him to a leach or we are going to have serious problems around here.
I’m suddenly imagining myself carrying a 100 pound dog around. Wouldn’t that be a sight!