We started seeding our small grain this week – field peas, barley, and wheat.\u00a0 You could say that I am Jonathan’s pit crew. Our drill needs to be folded up into transport mode to go down the road, and unfolded once we get into the field.\u00a0 It is a two person job, so whenever Jonathan needs to move to a new location, I get a call.\u00a0 I also help him load seed into the drill when I am needed – usually when a lot of bags are used as opposed to the mini-bulk system which involves a grain wagon and auger system.\u00a0 After the first two days back out into the field, I have learned a few things…<\/p>\n

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• Telling jokes and flirting with your favorite spouse while working makes the job a lot more pleasant. And it can help put you in a better mood.<\/li>\n
• Work boots are not great for running in.\u00a0 They may have ankle support, but they are heavier than my running shoes, and not as flexible. And they don’t look as cute.<\/li>\n
• If you are going to go out and work with the boys, it is alright to look good. A little pink looks awesome with all of the green equipment.<\/li>\n
• Learning to ride a horse during the first two days of planting is not always a good idea.\u00a0 Saddle sores on the bottom, and a stiff upper back can make you feel much older than you really are.<\/li>\n
• Running, and weight lifting with dumbbells will not prepare you enough for the lifting and pushing\/pulling of farm work.\u00a0 I wonder if someone could invent a machine for that for my local YMCA. Then I wouldn’t feel as wimpy in the spring.<\/li>\n
• I don’t like the wind. Okay, so I already knew this, but it was reinforced yesterday. I don’t like grit in my teeth. It is hard to laugh at a good joke and not get dirt in your mouth when the winds are blowing dust and dirt into every nook and cranny.<\/li>\n
• It is easy to work your way up the ladder at a rapid pace.\u00a0 The first day it was 48 pound bags of barley. The second day it was 60 pound bags of wheat.\u00a0 I’m thankful it rained. I don’t want to know what today’s bags would have weighed.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n

  Even though it is a stressful time of year, learning to balance the farm wife part of my life with the mom and housewife part, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.\u00a0 I may not have the fastest pit times in the neighborhood, but I’m working on it!<\/p>\n

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