Farm Gal here,
Remember the chicken coop? Well I had only finished half of the job and thought it was about time I get to the rest of it. So I meandered back out to the coop, loaded up the wheel barrow and that is when it hit me...last time I did this I discovered a semi-flat tire. I did not fix said tire. Tire must still be flat. Rats! Well since it was already flat I may as well haul it to the compost pile and on my return trip stop at the shop to fill it. How bad can it be? After all, I had made four trips last time with it a little low.
So I pick up the wheel barrow and start off. It's actually not as bad as I remember. In fact, it doesn't feel low at all. How can that be since I did not fill it, I did not tell SHH about it (he's got enough to worry about) and I know he did not clean out any more than what I had done. So I put the barrow down go over to the tires and like a good farmer I give them a kick. What the heck? They are full! I mean bouncing, rolling, busting at the seams full. This can only mean one thing...
I pick up my phone and make a call.
"Do you read my blog?"
"Yes."
"Did you read the part about my tires being flat?"
"Yes"
"Did you fill them for me?"
"Yes." (He's a man of many words; my SHengineeringH
"You know I'm gonna pay you back for that."
"Looking forward to it."
And that is the kind of man I am married to! Always thinking of me and never pointing out his good deeds.
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