It was a busy day last Saturday. Wheat harvest was in full steam ahead!!
The day began calmly enough. Granddaughter #1 and I decided to go to town. The guys planned to start cutting wheat after lunch with DiL bringing lunches to the field late afternoon. I planned on getting home in time to help move trucks and combines to a new field.
Which I did. Get home early.
However. While chatting with DiL #2, I got word that Big Boss was headed over to pick me up. I had arrived just in time.
However. He never arrived. What to do? A quick phone call determined that an accident had happened and I was to bring DiL to the field so we could help.
Thankfully, no one was hurt.
However. The trailer now needs repair.
And my blood pressure went thru the roof. I mean…a tire the size of a room is OFF the ground by about 4′????!
And then, four grandsons and 2 DiL’s jump into the trailer to shovel wheat to the back so that the weight of the wheat was better distributed. Heaven help us all. Pray, woman. Pray. So I did.
And they got the trailer unstuck. And everyone was ok. And it rained that night.
All in all…it took about 8 Ruffs and around 4 non-Ruffs, to answer the question.
I need a vacation.