I consider myself low man on the totem pole around here, I still am there just aren’t as many people above me now! Our full time guy moved on to greener pastures and by that I mean a better job-not the great beyond! He had been with us for 15 years, started when he was in high school, I already miss him!
So here we are right before harvest and I’m trying to convince Chris we can do this! Hogs and crop work - we got this! And so far I have only burnt up one belt…….it’s been a whole week!
I tend to jump into things feet first ready to go, most of the time without planning or forethought. Sometimes those unplanned things hit me at the oddest times, like this morning for instance.
Farrowing is upon us this week. Cleaning up afterbirth makes me quesy-there I admitted it. Quesy as in I need to step outside, throwing up quesy. It’s stringy!!!! I have sleeved cows, been up in sows to pull pigs, I don’t know why that doesn’t make me sick but it doesn’t! But cleaning up afterbirth.........even the thought, excuse me while I step outside!
And working piglets! I know how, I have told Chris for 23 years if the need arises I can do it………I can’t, I was wrong. I’m not opposed to it, I know the need and value but once again that feeling in my stomach hits me.
I can vaccinate any size hog, I can move hogs of any size, I can drive the truck and trailer to sell hogs, I will gladly haul manure with a smile and I will pressure wash barns all day but please don't make me clean up afterbirth or work piglets! Eventually I will get grinding feed down as well, and it won’t involve burning up a belt I swear, but I’m trying to figure out how to get passed that feeling in my stomach for those two particular jobs!
Now if I could just convince him doing laundry and dishes makes my stomach quesy!!!