The morning was beautiful. Clear blue skies, gentle breeze, birds singing, hearts happy.
We had just got the morning chores done, and had pulled the old pickup to a stop by the back door, when hubby turned to me and said, "Well, if we are really serious about that used disc, maybe we should go see it today."
Now when I am invited on a "woman's shopping spree," I can find all sorts of excuses not to go. I mean I hate shopping. I'm strange...I know...but I come home with the worst headache and grumpy....I mean...grumpy!
But this kind of "shopping spree" made my day! Wow! We were going to see all kinds of scenery.-all kinds of disc, all kinds of implement dealerships! And the best part was, I could relax, be myself, and be with my hubby!
"Lets go!" I said all excited,
Into the house we go, change into clean comfortable clothes, put a cut up apple, some nuts, raisins, peanuts, a couple cookies into a container. Hubby calls the implement dealer. "Yes they still have the disc... no there has been no one who looked at it lately." We grab a couple bottles of water and my purse, my writing tablet and we are off.
Heading down interstate, I dialed my daughter's number to let her know we are on a "disc shopping spree." Like it happens often, we talked about this and that and all of a sudden hubby was turning off at an exit and pulling into the vet clinic. He was in and out of there in no time flat, then down the street to the farm store. Once I hung up I asked, "Why are we here?"
"Oh, I wanted to ask doc about some cow wormer...see what he thinks about it. The good stuff is like $15.00 a cow and gets every worm possible but, man, that is expensive!! I was wondering if the doc knew of any other vaccine better than I already use but not so expensive."
"Wow $15.00 a cow you said? That better get all the worms!! By the way, can we stop at JC at Walmart for a minute. Our daughter just told me to get her hubby a big bag of M&M's rather than a card for his birthday."
"Sounds like a good idea," he said.
This is why I love to go shopping with hubby. Up to this point, we have visited three different places that wasn't in our plan. It gives us so many interesting things to talk and discuss as we drive along. You know like "how does a worm get into a cow anyway?" And, "just how does that vaccine really get rid of them?" And, "would you like a bag of M & M's for your birthday?" "Really, they are only a dollar more than a card and much more useful!" You know, you have time to discuss the important things of life. I love it.
We turn off the main highway and took the "scenic" drive. Really, I think he wanted to hit every little town between there and our destiny. You know you just might find a "bargain!" Hey, I didn't mind. Not one little bit. It's always good to drive through those rolling, brown grass covered hills. A person can just lay back in the seat, feet up on the dash board, and take it all in.
We were cruising down the main street of the cutest little town, then turned east, and were about out of town, when...wow...wait...stop...turn around! Hubby just spotted two implement dealers. a John Deere green sign and a Case/Ford!! We drive down the little gravel road that runs between all the used equipment. We are driving really slow. Hubby is setting up really straight, both hands on the steering wheel, first looking out his window and then out mine. Back and forth. Poor fellow didn't know where to look first! He was as excited as a woman in a shoe store! Just, not this woman!
There was a pretty nice used disc setting over there. We pull up beside it, hubby gets slowly out, still looking in all directions, opens the back door, and gets out his handy dandy tape measure. He goes over to that disc and measures the disc spacings and the diameter of them. He tells me, "That way you know two things: can your tractor pull it and are the discs worn out." After all, if there is too much space between them you couldn't chop up the straw. I set there taking it all in, acting like I know just what he means here.
We pass by three other little "off the main road towns". Later, my daughter said, "mom did you know there are all sorts of cute little antique shops in those towns?"
"No.....but I know now just how many have implement places and just what kind of implement places, and who has used discs and who doesn't."
After shopping at about four different implement places, we get to the one where "our disc" is. It was off the main highway tucked back behind a huge mall. It is surprising how hubby can always find those places, no GPS needed! It is also surprising how expensive used discs are!! I'll bet there isn't one of you ladies out there who could or would spend as much money in one shot as you have to when you buy a plain old used disc!! Do you want to guess what prices we were given on some of those babies?! Would you believe $12,000 to $35.000!! I'm talking used ones here....what would a new one be?? Wow I don't even want to know!!
At one John Deere dealership, there wasn't a disc, but...ding, ding, ding,..hubby gets three points in my eyes. I got something I never thought would happen, and I think it surprised hubby too.
We pull in and start down the little gravel road, looking this way and that. No disc, so we were just pulling out and hubby says, "Now, there's a big commercial lawn mower. Do you want one? It's used."
"What...I thought we were looking for discs?"
"Well, I'm going to check it out," he said parking and hopping out.
As I came out of the ladies room, there he was, over by this huge mower talking with the salesman.
I ambled over to the car to wait for him and soon he came.
"Lets go over to that Sonic for a chili dog and I'll tell you what he said."
As we sat eating, he explained that it was in excellent condition and the engine was in the back so it wouldn't get hot like our old one. It was zero turn but had a steering wheel instead of handles. Pretty good price on it too.
"I really like the handles," I said. "Why don't you call our friend Harry and see what we could get one of his new ones for?"
Wow, we both were surprised! A new one from Harry was cheaper than that used one!! And it was zero turn, and it had a stick control instead of a steering wheel.
We turned in at our drive way at about 5:12. We had been gone most of the day. Our minds were filled to the top with "what shall we do's." But we both were happy as a lark! No headaches and not grumpy.
It was chore time. First though, we needed to check for baby calves. How relaxing to hop on the four wheeler and head out to the cow pasture and ride all around through the cows. How relaxing to load those buckets of grain in the back of the pickup and take it up on the hill to spread on top of five bunks of hay. How relaxing to haul out two straw bales for the cows.
How relaxing to own a used disc and you were able to talk the salesman down a few thousand dollars. How relaxing to be the owner of a brand new red lawn mower. What a special friend Harry was when he said, "I'll give you a trade in price if you'll bring me your old one!!" Yes!!! We will actually get rid of something old around here!
How relaxing to live the life of a farm wife.
We had just got the morning chores done, and had pulled the old pickup to a stop by the back door, when hubby turned to me and said, "Well, if we are really serious about that used disc, maybe we should go see it today."
Now when I am invited on a "woman's shopping spree," I can find all sorts of excuses not to go. I mean I hate shopping. I'm strange...I know...but I come home with the worst headache and grumpy....I mean...grumpy!
But this kind of "shopping spree" made my day! Wow! We were going to see all kinds of scenery.-all kinds of disc, all kinds of implement dealerships! And the best part was, I could relax, be myself, and be with my hubby!
"Lets go!" I said all excited,
Into the house we go, change into clean comfortable clothes, put a cut up apple, some nuts, raisins, peanuts, a couple cookies into a container. Hubby calls the implement dealer. "Yes they still have the disc... no there has been no one who looked at it lately." We grab a couple bottles of water and my purse, my writing tablet and we are off.
Heading down interstate, I dialed my daughter's number to let her know we are on a "disc shopping spree." Like it happens often, we talked about this and that and all of a sudden hubby was turning off at an exit and pulling into the vet clinic. He was in and out of there in no time flat, then down the street to the farm store. Once I hung up I asked, "Why are we here?"
"Oh, I wanted to ask doc about some cow wormer...see what he thinks about it. The good stuff is like $15.00 a cow and gets every worm possible but, man, that is expensive!! I was wondering if the doc knew of any other vaccine better than I already use but not so expensive."
"Wow $15.00 a cow you said? That better get all the worms!! By the way, can we stop at JC at Walmart for a minute. Our daughter just told me to get her hubby a big bag of M&M's rather than a card for his birthday."
"Sounds like a good idea," he said.
This is why I love to go shopping with hubby. Up to this point, we have visited three different places that wasn't in our plan. It gives us so many interesting things to talk and discuss as we drive along. You know like "how does a worm get into a cow anyway?" And, "just how does that vaccine really get rid of them?" And, "would you like a bag of M & M's for your birthday?" "Really, they are only a dollar more than a card and much more useful!" You know, you have time to discuss the important things of life. I love it.
We turn off the main highway and took the "scenic" drive. Really, I think he wanted to hit every little town between there and our destiny. You know you just might find a "bargain!" Hey, I didn't mind. Not one little bit. It's always good to drive through those rolling, brown grass covered hills. A person can just lay back in the seat, feet up on the dash board, and take it all in.
We were cruising down the main street of the cutest little town, then turned east, and were about out of town, when...wow...wait...stop...turn around! Hubby just spotted two implement dealers. a John Deere green sign and a Case/Ford!! We drive down the little gravel road that runs between all the used equipment. We are driving really slow. Hubby is setting up really straight, both hands on the steering wheel, first looking out his window and then out mine. Back and forth. Poor fellow didn't know where to look first! He was as excited as a woman in a shoe store! Just, not this woman!
There was a pretty nice used disc setting over there. We pull up beside it, hubby gets slowly out, still looking in all directions, opens the back door, and gets out his handy dandy tape measure. He goes over to that disc and measures the disc spacings and the diameter of them. He tells me, "That way you know two things: can your tractor pull it and are the discs worn out." After all, if there is too much space between them you couldn't chop up the straw. I set there taking it all in, acting like I know just what he means here.
We pass by three other little "off the main road towns". Later, my daughter said, "mom did you know there are all sorts of cute little antique shops in those towns?"
"No.....but I know now just how many have implement places and just what kind of implement places, and who has used discs and who doesn't."
After shopping at about four different implement places, we get to the one where "our disc" is. It was off the main highway tucked back behind a huge mall. It is surprising how hubby can always find those places, no GPS needed! It is also surprising how expensive used discs are!! I'll bet there isn't one of you ladies out there who could or would spend as much money in one shot as you have to when you buy a plain old used disc!! Do you want to guess what prices we were given on some of those babies?! Would you believe $12,000 to $35.000!! I'm talking used ones here....what would a new one be?? Wow I don't even want to know!!
At one John Deere dealership, there wasn't a disc, but...ding, ding, ding,..hubby gets three points in my eyes. I got something I never thought would happen, and I think it surprised hubby too.
We pull in and start down the little gravel road, looking this way and that. No disc, so we were just pulling out and hubby says, "Now, there's a big commercial lawn mower. Do you want one? It's used."
"What...I thought we were looking for discs?"
"Well, I'm going to check it out," he said parking and hopping out.
As I came out of the ladies room, there he was, over by this huge mower talking with the salesman.
I ambled over to the car to wait for him and soon he came.
"Lets go over to that Sonic for a chili dog and I'll tell you what he said."
As we sat eating, he explained that it was in excellent condition and the engine was in the back so it wouldn't get hot like our old one. It was zero turn but had a steering wheel instead of handles. Pretty good price on it too.
"I really like the handles," I said. "Why don't you call our friend Harry and see what we could get one of his new ones for?"
Wow, we both were surprised! A new one from Harry was cheaper than that used one!! And it was zero turn, and it had a stick control instead of a steering wheel.
We turned in at our drive way at about 5:12. We had been gone most of the day. Our minds were filled to the top with "what shall we do's." But we both were happy as a lark! No headaches and not grumpy.
It was chore time. First though, we needed to check for baby calves. How relaxing to hop on the four wheeler and head out to the cow pasture and ride all around through the cows. How relaxing to load those buckets of grain in the back of the pickup and take it up on the hill to spread on top of five bunks of hay. How relaxing to haul out two straw bales for the cows.
How relaxing to own a used disc and you were able to talk the salesman down a few thousand dollars. How relaxing to be the owner of a brand new red lawn mower. What a special friend Harry was when he said, "I'll give you a trade in price if you'll bring me your old one!!" Yes!!! We will actually get rid of something old around here!
How relaxing to live the life of a farm wife.
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