Totes Ma Goats!

Last spring, I went to a butchery class at a local “Farmette”. The butchery class was interesting, but I really took a lot from the lady who ran the Farmette. She was absolutely inspirational! She was living a life I wanted to live. She had an amazing little spot on a river, grew her own crops, had bee hives, hosted farm weddings, and had a fun menagerie of animals. She also had a personality as big as her farm with a warmth that drew you to her.

At one point in the day, she introduced us to Gram. Gram was a baby goat who had been born on her farm and who I met while cradled in her arms. I fell instantly in love with the little dude. She mentioned that she may be looking for a new home for Gram, his mom, and two other Nigerian Dwarf does. I mentioned that I may be interested in them….

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I know, I know…..we were in no way ready for goats. Once again, I’m putting the cart before the horse. Whatever…

A couple months later, we went to the same Farmette for a farm to table dinner. Gram and his goat family were still there and it was my opportunity to convince hubby that we needed goats. We went into the animal corral with the alpacas, llama, goats, chickens, and rabbits. I should also mention, I had on a dress and sandals. Not the best farm wear. After snuggling with Gram, scratching his goat tribe, and avoiding the love of an amorous alpaca, hubby was mildly convinced we could maybe have goats. Maybe. Someday. Possibly.

We just weren’t ready for goats. We didn’t have a pen for them. We didn’t have a covered area for them. We didn’t really know anything about them.

Then one day I got a phone call…….

Wonderful Farmette lady: “Hey, we’ve had a tragedy here at the farm and either a bear or mountain lion has killed one of our goats. I’m worried that it will come back and kill one of your goats! Can you come get them today?”

Me: **Thinking about the logistics of getting goats that day…..I need a truck….I need some way to contain the goats within the truck…..I need a place to put them when I get them home** “Ummmmmm……sure?”

So, long story short, I got the goats home and put them in the dog pen. By myself. Like a frickin’ super star.

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Needless to say, the dogs were not pleased with this arrangement. They did, however, enjoy snacking on the goat pellets I couldn’t get cleaned out once the goats moved to their new enclosure! They thought they were Raisinettes!

Over the next two weeks, we installed fencing, built a goat house, and moved the goats to their new area.

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Since then, we’ve enjoyed watching the goats be goats. They are really funny animals and have done an amazing job eating down all the brush and weeds in the pen they’re in. I’ve learned all about trimming hooves. I even built a milking stand to make hoof trimming (and eventually milking) easier.

All by myself. Like a super star.

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And, recently, I learned that goats absolutely LOVE christmas trees!

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Someday, I’d like to have goat milk and make goat cheese, but until that happens, I’m just enjoying having these fun additions to our farmstead!

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Here we go again

It’s starting again. It’s cold. It’s snowy. No golfing, no days at the pool, no lawn to mow, no weeds to spray. Spring seems a long ways away. Hubby is getting twitchy. I can feel it.

It starts with an innocent remark. “What’s a good inside project we can do this winter?” We discuss the things that are left to do in the house, but I know he already knows what he wants to tackle. His mind is made up. The more work we do, the fewer rooms there are to finish, so there aren’t many choices.

Then, he starts wandering around, looking at his options. My heart rate starts to quicken.

Next, are the remarks about what exactly would need to be done….demolition, drywall and plaster, wallpaper removal, paint, floor refinishing….. My anxiety levels rise.

After that comes the discussion of budget and time. Can we afford to have help? Would it cost less to do it this way? Could we get it done before spring?

Does anyone have a Xanax?

I can feel myself resisting. The problem is, it’s not just one room that’s being done. That one room affects the entire house. The “stuff” in that room has to go somewhere which means it gets moved to another room and now room #2 is unusable. The construction mess is difficult to contain. Drywall dust spreads like nothing else. Every spare minute goes towards construction. No days lazing around watching movies all day.

The reality is that it needs to get done. We have to finish restoring this house at some point. So, here we go, friends! Wish us luck!

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Fulfilling a Vision

Everyone needs to have a vision. A goal. Something to strive for. Sometimes it’s something small, but achieving it brings you joy.

For example, hubby wanted to own all John Deere Tractors. Cost and quality be damned! (Not that John Deere tractors are of poor quality…simmer down now). He fulfilled that vision, and it brings him joy. Maybe a little less joy when he’s using the tractor to plow snow, but joy for the most part.

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This house has given us many opportunities to fulfill visions and dreams. It has inspired me in more ways than just tractors or interior design.

You see, one of the reasons I haven’t been active on this blog lately is that I’ve been working towards fulfilling a vision. I’ve been hesitant to share that vision with very many people because it’s not a world changing vision. It’s not becoming a pilot or a doctor or a veterinarian (my childhood vision). It’s not curing cancer (I’d have to fulfill that becoming-a-doctor vision first). I worry that it won’t make sense to people.

For 10 years or more, I’ve talked about becoming a Real Estate Agent. I love the thought of “matchmaking” homes to homeowners…..helping people find a home instead of a house. It’s a weird thing to feel like you have been “called” to do, but that’s how I feel about it. So, I finally started taking real estate classes last spring. Between running kids everywhere, running the backstage of our construction business, and life….I’ve been studying. Finally, in November, I was ready to take the test.

The Colorado real estate exam is intimidating. Everyone you talk to tells you how hard it is. The fail rate is extremely high. Allegedly, it takes 5 times (on average) to pass this beast of a test. I was terrified. I didn’t tell many people that I had scheduled the test. I didn’t want to have to tell everyone I failed!

On test day, I went in to the testing center calm and as confident as I could be. I had studied, I had prepared, I had reviewed, I had done everything I could do to pass. If I failed, I would be better prepared to take it again. There were probably 7 of us in the testing room. I sat and started the test. No turning back now. I finished the first portion of the test and at the end the computer reads:

“You have 58 minutes left to complete this section. Are you sure you want to exit?”

Ummmmmm…….Well, crap. That’s a lot of time. Should I go back through all my answers? Check them all again? History tells me no. In the past, when I have changed answers, I should have kept them as they were. So, I click “Yes”.

“Are you sure you’re ready to exit this portion of the exam?”

Geez….click “Yes”. Held breath…..waited for the computer to give me my score on the first portion…..it doesn’t…..goes to the next portion of the exam. So, I go through the second portion of the test. Do the best I can, finish the section and the computer reads:

“You have 62 minutes left to complete this section. Are you sure you want to exit?”

Here we go again. Man, that’s a lot of time. Did I miss anything? No…. Crap. Click “Yes”.

“Are you sure you’re ready to exit this portion of the exam?”

AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! “Yes”

Then there’s a damn survey to fill out before I can get my results. Frustrating. Finally, I get to the results page. There’s a lot of red print on the screen. Red is bad, right? But, it looks like it says I passed both sections….weird….why is there so much red?

So, I exit out of the program and realize that I’m the first one done. Again, doesn’t seem like a good sign. I leave the room and go to the test proctor to get my results.

“Congratulations!” she says….”You passed both sections! This is your first time taking the test? Great job! I hardly ever see someone pass on their first time.”

You guys, I literally hugged her.

Since then, I’ve started working with Berkshire Hathaway Home Services and I have my first closing next month!

So, there you go, that’s what I’ve been up to. I have many crazy Farmstead stories to tell and hope to have more time to tell them in the upcoming months. We’ve done a ton of work on the barn, nearly finished the siding on the house, culled our first set of hens, had the hogs slaughtered here at the house….all good stories to share!

Thanks loyal readers!

 

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Bathroom Before and After

We completed the bathroom upstairs this winter, but I have yet to post pictures.  This project was one of the toughest (emotionally) for me.  I think part of it is because the room was functional and could have been completed fairly easily if we had chosen to go the easy route.  Instead, we chose to re-do the entire room.  You know, because we can’t do anything the easy way, can we?

Here’s the bathroom before:

Bathroom before

Bathroom before

This is before we bought the house.  We didn’t live with it like that.  We did clean it up, but there were many issues that didn’t clean up.  Behind the weird cabinet you see on the right, there were old, unused pipes.  These went to the attached room which was a kitchen at one point!  Now it’s the boy’s room.

Cutting out the old pipe

Cutting out the old pipe

There were numerous parts of the bathroom that weren’t quite right or finished.

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The baseboard wasn’t quite right.

Top of wainscoat not quite finished

Top of wainscoat not quite finished

Nor was the wainscoat.

The room had tile floors, but we discovered that the floor was originally hardwood.  We installed and finished the hardwoods ourselves.  This involved lots of hammering and tile pieces flying everywhere.

Installing hardwood floors

Installing hardwood floors

The clawfoot tub was in the room, but needed a little TLC.  We repainted the outside and sprayed the feet to match the fixtures.

Painting the tub feet with Oil Rubbed Bronze spray paint.

Painting the tub feet with Oil Rubbed Bronze spray paint.

We had an antique commode that we used and abused.  We cleaned it up, found a mirror at an antique store, and turned it into our sink cabinet.  Watching hubby drill the holes was extremely stressful!

Drilling the holes in the commode

Drilling the holes in the commode

Holes drilled and drawer retro-fitted to allow for plumbing

Holes drilled and drawer retro-fitted to allow for plumbing

Drumroll please…..

After!

After!

To add storage, we built shelves into the wall.  There was once a electric breaker box in this wall.  After we re-wired the house, we bypassed this box.  It seemed like a good place to add shelves!

New built in shelves

New built in shelves

Then, we built boxes to go into the shelves, complete with name tags!

New, old boxes

New, old boxes

Storage boxes in place

Storage boxes in place

I also came up with this fun little craft project.  I found some cool old-fashioned letters and frames at the craft store.  Now we know whose towel is whose!

Neat, huh?

Neat, huh?

And, here’s the after of the whole room!

Ta Daaa!

Ta Daaa!

Bathroom full Before and After

Bathroom full Before and After

So, there it is in all of its glory!  A room that didn’t really need to be completely redone but was.

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Eating our dessert first

A while back, hubby obtained a windmill head from a farm where he hunts.  We thought, years down the road, it would be a cool addition to our farmstead.  You know, after everything else was done.  That’s when we would put up the windmill.

Ya, right.

Working in construction, we have witnessed homeowners who have “eaten their dessert first”, shall we say.  People who have installed light fixtures completely before painting the walls or people who have finished flooring before finishing drywall.  We always laugh at those people.  Well, I guess in our own way, we are those people.

Logic would tell you that we need to complete critical house projects before completing frivolous projects.  However, sometimes logic does not rule.  Sometimes, it seems we need to do a “fun” project in the midst of it all.  The chicken coop was the first of these “fun” projects.  At that time (2 years ago), having chickens was really the last thing we needed to do.  There was so much to be done on the house it was overwhelming!  But, we had fun building the coop and got a lot of joy out completing the project, and really enjoyed having little feathery egg producers wandering around.

Seriously, how can you resist these little fluffballs?

Seriously, how can you resist these little fluffballs?

The pig pen came next.  If we didn’t need to add chickens to our menagerie, we REALLY didn’t need to add pigs.  But, again, we had fun building the pig house and loved having the pigs all summer.  Even better was eating the bacon in the fall!

Almost as cute as the baby chick

Almost as cute as the baby chick

The barn was a project that we partially had to start because of the horses moving in, but painting the flag on one side while two sides are still completely unpainted was a bit out of step.  It sure made hubby happy, though, and he got it done before the 4th of July!

How patriotic!

How patriotic!

As for the windmill, hubby started the conversation like this:

Hubby – I really want to break up that concrete and in the barn this summer so we can get it replaced.  The windmill head is in the way, we need to put it up and get it out of the way so I can work on the concrete.

Me – Um….okay

I love how he turns something “fun” and frivolous into something that seems to make logistical sense.

Also, how in the hell did my life become one where building a chicken coop, a pig pen, painting a flag on a barn, and building a windmill became “fun”?

Today, we’ve been at this house nearly 3 years.  We’ve done so much as far as restorations go.  Of the 13 rooms in the house, only 4 are not yet done.  About 3/4 of the exterior siding is scraped and painted.  The lawn has nearly all grown back.  Half of the roof has been replaced.  The barn is about half way done.  We’ve removed 5 huge roll away dumpsters of trash, replaced all of the electric and most of the plumbing.  I guess part of all this work has to be enjoying living out here.  Having chickens, pigs, a cool barn, a windmill…..that’s part of the fun.

Sometimes, you should eat dessert first.

Our new lawn ornament

Our new lawn ornament

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Not a morning person

I’m not, and never have been, what you’d call a morning person.  It seems like I am less of a morning person the older I get.  This isn’t to say that I don’t get up early every day.  It just means I’m not happy about it.

Hubby, however, loves mornings.  They’re his favorite!  He likes to wake me up, chat with me about whatever is rolling around in his brain, and get going no later than 7 am.  Even on Saturdays!  I may be awake by 7, but I don’t really want to talk to anyone until at least 10.

This bathroom project has brought out the worst in me.  I have been so grumpy every morning we’ve worked that I finally decided to be as quiet as possible so I don’t say something I’d regret.  Seriously, though, we’ve been doing some of the crappiest work.  We spent an entire day ripping up flooring and didn’t even finish the job.  Another day we finished flooring and ripped out old pipes.  Again, we didn’t finish the job.  The next day, we spent putting the new drain pipes in and installing the new flooring.  All of this work was done on our knees or bent over.  Much of the work was done while walking on floor joists like a circus tightrope walker.  It was like some sort of sick, twisted game of bathroom Twister.

How can you be happy heading into this mess?

How can you be happy heading into this mess?

Add to that fact that it’s friggin’ cold and snowy outside, so every time we need a tool or a piece of wood cut, I have to go outside in that crap!

Finishing up this project didn’t get any easier.  The lock we installed on the door took hours instead of minutes to install.  The brand new faucet leaked.  We cut the support for the shower ring too short.  The back of the sink cabinet didn’t fit over the plumbing the first time.  The brand new toilet kept running.  Ugh, what a nightmare!  I mean, you’d think that we had never completed a home improvement project before!

Our two hour door lock

Our two hour door lock

The good news is, we’re finally done.  The project is finally completed.  Even better, we’re still married!  Before and afters to come soon!

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Bathroom hell

“Let’s redo the bathroom instead of getting each other Christmas gifts this year!” he said.

“It’ll be fun!” he said.

Actually, it may have been my idea all along.  Not that I didn’t need to think about it a bit.  I love Christmas and I love opening presents.  Trading out the bathroom for presents was a big deal to me.  But, bathrooms are expensive to remodel.  Faucets are upwards of $100 and clawfoot tub faucets are even more expensive.  We really couldn’t afford to do both.

“But wait a minute…..isn’t the upstairs bathroom the only room in the house that was  pretty much DONE?!” you ask.

Sheepishly, I answer “Yes”.

It’s true that the upstairs bathroom was remodeled by the most recent prior owner.  They reinforced the flooring, installed tile, plastered, painted, repaired wainscoat, installed a new toilet, sink, and hauled the clawfoot tub upstairs.  So, why are we remodeling?  Well, friends, it all started with the leaking clawfoot tub faucet.  It leaked so badly that it dripped down through the ceiling to the room below.  We tried to repair it, but it needed to be replaced.

Leaky faucet

Leaky faucet

Second, I really hated the toilet.  I think it was a handicap toilet because it was really tall.  I am not a tall woman and my feet literally dangled when I went pee.  So, if we’re replacing the tub faucet, let’s replace the toilet.

Third, there was this weird cabinet that wasn’t really very useful.  Turns out, the cabinet was hiding old plumbing that once went to a kitchen sink in the adjoining room (now the boy’s bedroom).  If we’re replacing the faucet and the toilet, let’s rip out the weird cabinet. 20141214_075139 Fourth, there was an old electrical box that we bypassed when we re-wired the house which needed to be removed and the resulting hole in the wall patched.  If we’re replacing the faucet, toilet, and removing the cabinet…..let’s remove and patch in the electrical box. See how a simple faucet replacement can turn in to a complete bathroom overhaul?

Buying the stuff we needed for the remodel was the fun part.  Actually doing the work has proven to be one of the hardest projects we’ve ever tackled.  I think the hardest part is shoving two grown adults into a relatively small space, handing them power tools, and telling them to get to work without 1) hurting each other on accident, or, 2) hurting each other on purpose.

Step one was getting everything out of the room.  That includes the clawfoot tub.  Apparently hubby thinks that since I enjoy wearing Wonder Woman shirts, I have somehow become part Amazon woman and can suddenly help lift a 350-400 lb cast iron plumbing fixture.  I should have traded back for the Christmas presents right then and there.

Step two was repairing plaster and skim-coating the walls.  There isn’t much I can do here as I am not the plastering person in this house.  So, I spent some time feeling rather useless.  I have found that I’m a very good supervisor in these cases.  I’m also quite good at pointing out areas that were missed or not sanded well enough.  Hubby really appreciates my input (rolls eyes).

Next was painting.  This, I can do!  Usually, when we get to this step, I get excited.  Painting almost always means we are getting close to the end of the project.  However, with this project, I knew that wasn’t the case.  Why is that?  Well, This bathroom had tile floors.  Relatively new tile floors which actually matched the period of the house pretty well.   And…after removing the weird cabinet, there was a space with no tile.  And….hubby has always wanted a bathroom with hardwood floors.    And…..since we’re replacing the faucet, and the toilet, patching the plaster, painting,……why not replace the floors with what you REALLY want?!

Have you ever removed tile floors?  If not, let me make a suggestion.  If your spouse tells you they want to remove the tile floors in a room, do one of two things.  Either politely tell them with love and kindness in your voice to kiss your a**…. OR…. hire someone else to do it.

We spent about half of the day removing the tile, one tile at a time.  Sometimes less than one tile at a time.  We thought ahead and had ear plugs and eye protection, but we both ended up getting hit by a glass shard and bleeding down our faces.  Amazing how much a tiny little cut on your head can bleed.  I hit my knuckle with the hammer so many times I’m surprised I can still bend it.  We both had intense back strain, but I tweaked mine to the point of tears.  It sucked.  It really really sucked.  This was my experience tearing up about 60 square feet of tile.  I can’t imagine tearing up a large room. After tearing up the tile, we had to get the floor ready for new flooring.  This meant tearing up the subfloor because it was covered in tile cement.  The tile cement was on some sort of fiber board which was screwed and cemented (with a LOT of cement) to a 7/8″ piece of plywood which was screwed and glued to the floor joists.  All of this had to come up.  We spent hours on this part of the project.  After tearing up tile all morning, with fatigued backs and bad attitudes, we forged on.  After going through countless saw blades (the cement kept dulling the blades), we finally had to give up for the day.

The following day (today), hubby woke me up with “I woke up in the middle of the night thinking we should remove that old plumbing.”

Aw, hell.

Under the floor were the old cast iron drain pipes.  Each had the weight listed on the pipe.  One said 32 lbs, another said 12 lbs….all in all around 75-100 lbs of cast iron pipe.  OLD cast iron pipe.  Pipe that looks like it could crack and leak at any moment.  Now, once you say out loud that you think something should be removed/replaced in an old house, you’d better remove/replace it.  Otherwise, it will fail at some point in the future and you’ll wish you had listened to your instincts the first time.

Ancient drain pipe

Ancient drain pipe

It took a couple hours and many saw blades to cut through the pipe.  All the while, I feared whatever liquid contents left in the pipe would spill out.  **shudder**

No more pipe!

No more pipe!

Then, we had to finish ripping out the rest of the sub-floor.  Because one afternoon of that kind of fun isn’t enough for us!  We are finally done with the demolition, ready to start installing new drains, installing floors, and finishing up.

Hopefully the rest of this project goes smoother.  Stay tuned!

 

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I guess we’re horse people now

My parents are horse people.  It hasn’t always been that way.  They became horse people recently.  Remember when you were little and wanted a pony?  Well, my parents decided they wanted the pony when they were just a little (a lot) bit older.  This summer, we decided the horses should move our to our house.  It seemed silly for them to be paying for boarding when we have the room.

Little did I know how much infrastructure goes into having horses.  You need more than just “room”.  You need fencing.  You need a structure to protect them from the elements.  You need water…..preferably water that won’t freeze.  That doesn’t sound like much until you start putting it all in place.

Here’s what the horse space looked like when we bought the house:

Barn, before

Barn, before

Lovely, isn’t it?  Can’t you just picture horses here?  No?  One may say you lack vision!

The chain link (and crazy tall weeds) have been gone for some time.  This is what the area looked like in the spring before we built the pig pen.

Corral after clean up and fence removal

Corral after clean up and fence removal

This is what it looked like this fall before we started work on the horse area.  The pig pen is on the left.  As you can see, we tore down the old loafing shed that was there and we started trenching for water lines.

Corral after trenching

Corral after trenching

All in all, we trenched over 350 feet.  200 feet of water line and 150 feet of electric was buried.  All so the horses can have water without ice in the winter.  Picky horses.

The trenching should have been easy.  We had the right equipment.

Trencher

Trencher

However, we ran into a couple issues.  One was a buried power line.  A power line we buried ourselves so we should have remembered….but, we didn’t.

Ooops

Ooops

The second issue was drilling through about 4 inches of cement so we could run water from the water “pit” out to the trenched area.  The drilling was a pain….the hand digging was an even bigger pain.

Hubby in the pit.

Hubby in the pit.

We also drilled a lot of post holes.  Hubby got a new toy for that task….a post hole digger for the tractor.  He “needed” one, he said…..”think of all the fence post holes we’ll need to dig in the future” he said…..”it’ll pay for itself in two rentals” he said.  I think he just wanted a new tractor attachment.

Post hole destroyer!

Post hole destroyer!

After all the digging and trenching, it was time to put up a new horse shed.

Setting the support posts

Setting the support posts

 

First wall up!

First wall up!

Putting on siding

Putting on siding

Painting

Painting

 

Cutting the back off the feeders.

Cutting the back off the feeders.

I KNOW that is a terrible picture, but I thought he looked so bad ass with all those sparks flying around.

Finishing off the inside

Finishing off the inside

 

Installing trim on the horse shed

Installing trim on the horse shed

 

Painting the bar

Painting the barn

Putting in gravel

Putting in gravel

The kitties thought it was pretty cool that we were building this big shed for them.  They really liked the gravel after it warmed in the sun all day.

We also had to buy hay.  Thankfully, we were able to buy it from our neighbor and have it delivered to the hay barn.  Sadly, we then had to move it all from in front of the barn to inside the barn.  150 bales of hay is a lot of hay!  The kids liked to play king and queen of the hay hill.

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Once we were done, we had to add horses!  Meet Jamba and Bentley!

Meet the horsies!

Meet the horsies!

20141101_124925So far, this is the only side of the barn that is done.  3 more sides to go.  And, yes, I’m aware the roof is in terrible shape.  BUT….it inspires us to keep going.  Now the snow is flying and it’s time to do an indoor project!

BA Barn

 

 

 

 

 

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More Like Sour Beets

Recently, I learned what a Jake Brake is.  I learned about it because starting as early as 2 a.m. and going all day long, I heard the loud, sputtering, Jake Brakes being used as they roared past our house.  You see, we live across from a sugar beet dump and starting in late September, the sugar beets are pulled out of the fields and transported to the dump.  The past 2 years we noticed an increase in traffic during the day, but it didn’t really bother us.  What’s a month of heavy traffic?  Mildly annoying at best.

This year, however, the daytime temperatures have been record setting……70 to nearly 90 degrees in October!  Because of the heat, the sugar beets have to be harvested in the morning when it is cool.  This means the heavy traffic is starting as early as 2 a.m.  This also means the Jake Brake noise starts at 2 a.m.

I have neglected to educate you on what a Jake Brake does.  Basically, this lovely feat of engineering slows the engine of a diesel truck down.  It works by releasing compressed air in the cylinders.  This release results in an extremely loud, downshifting sound that will rattle you right out of your bed in the morning.  It’s like some form of sugar beet truck torture device.

Rio is not amused….

Rio

Rio

Sometimes, the trucks leave us souvenirs.

Sugar Beet

Sugar Beet

Here’s a picture of the huge beet piles accumulating.  They get to be about twice this size.

Beet piles

Beet piles

Thankfully, the harvest will be done soon.  Then, the piles will sit there and mock us until it’s time to take them to the sugar beet factory.  Thankfully, the factory is East of us, so the trucks won’t be driving by the house to pick up beets.

Until then, I remain sleep deprived!

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Been a long long time…

I just saw that I haven’t written since July.  I miss writing, I miss the therapy it provides, and I miss my friends making fun of me after I write.

So, what’s the problem?  I guess it’s that so much has happened I don’t even know where to begin.  I STILL haven’t posted our dining room update and it was done in February.  Our pigs have come and gone and their lives weren’t properly recorded in the blog-o-sphere.  Our newest chickens started laying months ago and I haven’t written a peep (pun intended) about them.  Our front porch has been redone, the cats have been very dramatic, a tree has fallen across our driveway, and we’ve started prepping the property for horses.

I guess I’m hoping that by breaking the block with one simple post will start me off again.

Until next time, here’s a beautiful sunrise!

sunrise

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