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Happiness if a full woodshed.
I "rent" hunting rights in exchange for firewood. Past guys bought wood, even though I have tons of dead trees to cut. Deceased tenant took over and cut. Current tenant is supposed to. But, I have come to the conclusion he is lazy. Past hunter has someone who would take hunting rights for wood. But, his crowd is a pain, wants to keep even me from walking in fall cause might scare the deer.
So talked to neighbor man who will inherit my farm. He said enough, he will talk to tenant and help. They came up with a 50/50 split, two men and kids only.
Neighbor had hauled logs from somewhere into field. Tenant had cut some and shed was half full. Weekends are for screwing off. Weekdays he works.
Neighbor told tenant we do wood Saturday. Period! So tenant posted on FB and told his kids work or no fishing or hiking.
Neighbor had enough and called his best friend. Told tenant, this is the way it is. Buddy will help him do wood and hunt, like it or lump it. Tenant agreed.
I said I would help. Boarder was going to but, as usual, work scheduled him because other gal took off.
I went over to field by noon.
There were cars and people galore! Neighbor and son, buddy, tenant and his son and daughter and her boyfriend..add me. Truck was filled, hauled to shed and wood stacked. Logs cut, wood split. I ran the handle on splitter all afternoon while neighbor and buddy worked the chunks. Tenant cut. Shed filled with each load.
They took a break when boyfriends mom showed up with subs. I came back to the house for awhile.
When I went back down, most had gone. Tenant, neighbor and buddy. AND guy I hire sometimes had shown up. I asked if tenant called him..nope.. saw FB and didn't want to miss the party.
3 of us worked splittin, hire guy and tenant hauled. And by 4 pm, shed was full and face cord or more beyond.
Now snow can come, winter can set in and I am a happy gal with a shed full of wood to heat with.
Neighbor, buddy and tenant discussed deer hunting. Neighbor said he will make sure wood gets cut for next year..enough screwing around. Now you see why he inherits farm.
So talked to neighbor man who will inherit my farm. He said enough, he will talk to tenant and help. They came up with a 50/50 split, two men and kids only.
Neighbor had hauled logs from somewhere into field. Tenant had cut some and shed was half full. Weekends are for screwing off. Weekdays he works.
Neighbor told tenant we do wood Saturday. Period! So tenant posted on FB and told his kids work or no fishing or hiking.
Neighbor had enough and called his best friend. Told tenant, this is the way it is. Buddy will help him do wood and hunt, like it or lump it. Tenant agreed.
I said I would help. Boarder was going to but, as usual, work scheduled him because other gal took off.
I went over to field by noon.
There were cars and people galore! Neighbor and son, buddy, tenant and his son and daughter and her boyfriend..add me. Truck was filled, hauled to shed and wood stacked. Logs cut, wood split. I ran the handle on splitter all afternoon while neighbor and buddy worked the chunks. Tenant cut. Shed filled with each load.They took a break when boyfriends mom showed up with subs. I came back to the house for awhile.
When I went back down, most had gone. Tenant, neighbor and buddy. AND guy I hire sometimes had shown up. I asked if tenant called him..nope.. saw FB and didn't want to miss the party.
3 of us worked splittin, hire guy and tenant hauled. And by 4 pm, shed was full and face cord or more beyond.
Now snow can come, winter can set in and I am a happy gal with a shed full of wood to heat with.
Neighbor, buddy and tenant discussed deer hunting. Neighbor said he will make sure wood gets cut for next year..enough screwing around. Now you see why he inherits farm.
The other sleepless night!
I just finished things I have to do yesterday at 4am here in the morning of the next day... tired but can't sleep, don't know why...
I miss my crocodile! I feel stupid for that but I don't know what to do! Over one year passed since he left me, but he is still exist deeply in my heart, deeply in my mind as if nothing can be replaced! :(
I have one customer who has name same as Crocodile's. For a project at work, I have to communicate with him sometime several emails per day. Everytime I saw his name on my inbox, I feel so strange! But of course he is not my Crocodile so the style is different.
Have you ever in the situation that you work with someone same name with the one you love so much but has become your ex? I'm curious what's feeling of people in this case.
(This photo is nothing relative to the subject, just the other selfie this morning at the office when I tried to test timer on my phone).
By the way, to all genuine people, I just heard news from radio that there are some professional scammers who run over around social networks (blogs, facebook or whatever) to read their preys. After that basing on what he read, he will try to create a romantic story such as fall in love, etc... after that he will say he sent some value gifts but have to pay for taxes, or even sending money for wedding party but have to pay for some fee to receive etc... the news said there are many victims easily fall to his trap, so, be careful and playing safe!
Goodnight!
I miss my crocodile! I feel stupid for that but I don't know what to do! Over one year passed since he left me, but he is still exist deeply in my heart, deeply in my mind as if nothing can be replaced! :(
I have one customer who has name same as Crocodile's. For a project at work, I have to communicate with him sometime several emails per day. Everytime I saw his name on my inbox, I feel so strange! But of course he is not my Crocodile so the style is different.
Have you ever in the situation that you work with someone same name with the one you love so much but has become your ex? I'm curious what's feeling of people in this case.
(This photo is nothing relative to the subject, just the other selfie this morning at the office when I tried to test timer on my phone).
By the way, to all genuine people, I just heard news from radio that there are some professional scammers who run over around social networks (blogs, facebook or whatever) to read their preys. After that basing on what he read, he will try to create a romantic story such as fall in love, etc... after that he will say he sent some value gifts but have to pay for taxes, or even sending money for wedding party but have to pay for some fee to receive etc... the news said there are many victims easily fall to his trap, so, be careful and playing safe!
Goodnight!
It's funny how the world is inside of nothing
It's funny how the world is inside of nothing I mean, you have your heart and your soul inside of you.
Babies are inside of their mothers.
Fish are out there in the water.
But the world is inside nothing.
I don't know if I like this or not but you better write it down.
It's for you. There's a call for you.
You're kidding.
Hello?
Long distance?
Yeah.
Yeah.
No, I can't come,
I'm having too much fun.
Babies are inside of their mothers.
Fish are out there in the water.
But the world is inside nothing.
I don't know if I like this or not but you better write it down.
It's for you. There's a call for you.
You're kidding.
Hello?
Long distance?
Yeah.
Yeah.
No, I can't come,
I'm having too much fun.
Native compulsions
So I'm noticing the older I get, the stronger my connection to my Native ancestry on my father's side which is having an impact on not only my behavior but also my taste when it comes to specific qualities in a partner.
The hilarious thing is, anytime I ever post something with regard to what I call "Native drives/desires", it never fails, someone with European ancestry that doesn't comprehend Native ways calls me "crazy"
Just 2 days ago some dude on here read the part of what I'm looking for in a partner, and he called me "crazy" for it; saying I need therapy and meds, simply because I don't want to hear about sex. I mean, when you're in a relationship that part is obvious. It's not needed for discussion, in the moments you're together you go with the flow. However, that subject is so over discussed, and I'm burned out on men that don't have the capacity to spend a substantial amount of time discussing something more deep and meaningful, instead of trying to get off on our chat/conversation. I'm not into that. Either do it, or don't; but discussing it like there's nothing else to talk about is pathetic and boring. I'm sapio, and talking about that really doesn't take much brain power (especially from what I've heard from men in the past or even those that wanna flash unsolicited c*ck pics
). My kink is being taught some ultra nerdy ish, or super spiritual higher dimensional techniques. If the subject doesn't benefit the growth of my intellect or consciousness - it's gonna bore the sh*t out of me.
So, I'm wonderin if this is some sort of rite of passage or something. It cracks me up. I mean, back when the colonials landed here, they were calling my Mayan and Dakota people crazy back then too. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, is all I gotta say. I am of my people. Grant it, I am mixed blood however, their influence is very much prevalent with me much more so than the African and Irish.
The hilarious thing is, anytime I ever post something with regard to what I call "Native drives/desires", it never fails, someone with European ancestry that doesn't comprehend Native ways calls me "crazy"
Just 2 days ago some dude on here read the part of what I'm looking for in a partner, and he called me "crazy" for it; saying I need therapy and meds, simply because I don't want to hear about sex. I mean, when you're in a relationship that part is obvious. It's not needed for discussion, in the moments you're together you go with the flow. However, that subject is so over discussed, and I'm burned out on men that don't have the capacity to spend a substantial amount of time discussing something more deep and meaningful, instead of trying to get off on our chat/conversation. I'm not into that. Either do it, or don't; but discussing it like there's nothing else to talk about is pathetic and boring. I'm sapio, and talking about that really doesn't take much brain power (especially from what I've heard from men in the past or even those that wanna flash unsolicited c*ck pics
). My kink is being taught some ultra nerdy ish, or super spiritual higher dimensional techniques. If the subject doesn't benefit the growth of my intellect or consciousness - it's gonna bore the sh*t out of me.So, I'm wonderin if this is some sort of rite of passage or something. It cracks me up. I mean, back when the colonials landed here, they were calling my Mayan and Dakota people crazy back then too. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, is all I gotta say. I am of my people. Grant it, I am mixed blood however, their influence is very much prevalent with me much more so than the African and Irish.
my good deed for the day..
...last year I saw this poor old bugger in his late 60's filthy dirty ..picking up anything metal for scrap. While I was watching him in this fast food area car park I watched in dismay at people tossing their garbage out the window, he would scuttle over to see what he could salvage.
So I drove up to him and tossed something at him, 20BD ($50)..he cried and sat on the kerb thanking Allah..
Anyway my good deed for today was to pay for a women to see her kids she hadn't seen in 2 years. She worked in Kuwait as a maid and her sponsors treated her badly, locked her in her room for 2 days with no food or water because she complained. She managed to escape and get back to Manila where she resides with her cousin looking for a job.
She hasn't managed to see her kids in two years..so last week i got her a flight to her home town and some extra money for present for her kids.
Some people piss money up the wall smoking or drinking, or complaining that life is shite...get a life !.
Those sceptics out there will say ..oh but you sure she went and not spent your money..yes i am sure..got the photos to match...$75 was not much for a flight and i got great satisfaction with her gratification of my help.
I'm not here to blow my own trumpet, but some of you here need a kick up the arse..mopeing around feeling sorry for yourself..there is always somebody worse off.
So I drove up to him and tossed something at him, 20BD ($50)..he cried and sat on the kerb thanking Allah..
Anyway my good deed for today was to pay for a women to see her kids she hadn't seen in 2 years. She worked in Kuwait as a maid and her sponsors treated her badly, locked her in her room for 2 days with no food or water because she complained. She managed to escape and get back to Manila where she resides with her cousin looking for a job.
She hasn't managed to see her kids in two years..so last week i got her a flight to her home town and some extra money for present for her kids.
Some people piss money up the wall smoking or drinking, or complaining that life is shite...get a life !.
Those sceptics out there will say ..oh but you sure she went and not spent your money..yes i am sure..got the photos to match...$75 was not much for a flight and i got great satisfaction with her gratification of my help.
I'm not here to blow my own trumpet, but some of you here need a kick up the arse..mopeing around feeling sorry for yourself..there is always somebody worse off.
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