Beau sent me to The Creek Place to cake cows this morning.
Halfway there I had a flat tire.
I walked up the hill to get cell service to let Beau know I would be running late. (And also… I needed a tire-changing pep talk.) Beau didn’t answer because he was on the phone with his general manager. Finally Asher picked up when I called the ranch phone, and he promised to pass the message along.
I had the tire about halfway changed (thank you, thank you very much) when Bill showed up and saved my day.
I went to Creeks’ and got the cows gathered up to feed them and…
… the caker on the back of the pickup wouldn’t work.
I managed to find two bars of phone service and called Beau. He advised me to disconnect and reconnect the hydraulic hoses.
I did that about 20 times. Nothing worked. I finally drove home without feeding.
The cows were thoroughly confused about why I gathered them up in the first place.
I just want to say, for the record, that neither the flat tire nor the hydraulic hose issue were my fault.
I stayed home this afternoon with the two littles kids.
Beau took the two big kids to Ridge Camp. They met up with Colin McWilliams and his boys and spent a few hours tracking a mountain lion we’ve seen glimpses of on a game cam.
They never saw mountain lion tracks but it was still an exciting outing.
Back at home, I got Muggins down for a nap, curled up on the couch with Marsi to read The Berenstain Bears… and I fell asleep… for about two hours.
I rarely nap, but it. Was. Delicious.
I have been feeling mentally exhausted lately (more on why tomorrow), and it was great to close my eyes and check out this afternoon.
When I woke up, Muggins was still napping (a miracle! thank you, Jesus!) and Marsi was eating potato chips.
It was a Monday.
© Tami Blake