I started my morning working on writing a white paper for local control of natural resources. My son awoke, I fixed him breakfast and settled back in. No sooner had I sat down, I received a call from a gentleman with unbelievable scientific knowledge. Needless to say, the call lasted an hour and fourty three minutes. I got my son dressed and dropped off at his grandparents. The white paper was stalled.
When I got home, I fired up the chainsaw and dropped three dead oak trees for winter fire wood. Before I could finish getting them de-limbed, I had gone through three chains. I took the chains in to be sharpened and bought a fourth chain. Shortly after re-starting my woodcutting I blew a hole in the diaphragm of the carb of the chainsaw. Wood cutting stalled.
I called to see where the swather was to pick it up to finish cutting third cutting here at home. Left to pick it up and got a call that it won't be ready until tomorrow. Hay cutting stalled.
I went to pick up the trailer at my parents to haul weaned heifer calves to the scale and get weaning weights. After hooking up to the trailer I realized it had a flat and the spare was flat. Weighing calves stalled.
I've resolved to go back to fixing fence. I have plenty of clips, wire and posts.
I'm certain their is a song that can be written about this experience, perhaps even a rap, but I'm to tired to think about it. LOL