December 6, 2019
December is a tough month for me. My notes are due at the bank. My calves are just weaning and usually I have to doctor a few that catch a cold after weaning. The snow is starting to accumulate and I have to dig through the drifts to find stuff I left to pick up tomorrow. I start to count my hay bales and see how many I can feed a day and still make it to May. And, this is the kicker; Shirley’s birthday is next week.
You know by now that I am not much of a shopper. If they had a liquor store at Runnings or Tractor Supply, I could possibly never venture into another store the rest o...