I was thinking early today how I was going come home and do a post about how glad I was for sunshine today, about not being like John Donne when he complained, “Busy old fool, unruly sun, why doest thou thus, through windows and through curtains call on us?” Of course, he was laying in bed with his lover not wanting to get up, not out fighting the rain and cold on horseback.
Then I thought I should mention how I think people who complain are actually just not very bright. If they were they would do something about what’s bothering them or be smart enough to know they couldn’t change it and realize it was something they would just have to live with.
Sure, that was around 6:00 when I thought I was close to done. I should have knocked on wood. So what I am about to say might sound like complaining . . . ( oh nuts, it is complaining).
My cowboy and I were trying to finish the field we cleaned most of the 1600 head out of yesterday. (How many could there be left? We saw so many go through the two gates across the canal. There are always more than you think.) The storm held us up some so we got a late start.
My cowboy was off doing his own thing moving some cows down the road when he noticed cows on the wrong side of fence, dropped the gate and rode in to get them. In the meantime the water truck driver (AKA idiot) for this rig layed on his horn the whole way through them and scattered them to the wind.
We finished up what we could then drove to the rig to talk to the Push and happened to get someone even better that I think set the driver in his place. He told my cowboy: “The guys are told we’re guests on this land , just go slow and steady through the cows. If you can’t obey the rules your gone. You won’t get another chance.” (I wish).
The open gate, I only have a picture of the tread marks for that idiot.
Well when I walked through the door just before 8:00 PM after driving in the dark all the way home because the headlights on the work truck wouldn’t cooperate I really felt like complaining.
But really there were two bright spots in my day, the sun and when it went down and I was eating my one meal of the day, peanut butter and Crystal’s Nanking Cherry Jelly sandwich, Crystal phoned. She is the other little bright spot. She’s coming tomorrow to help : )