Alone Again

Well, it's that time of the year again - silage. My husband has taken off to the farm and has 'fallen back in time' to the 'good ol' days' (as I like to refer to them)and sitting on a tractor or hay machine or whatever they are called. You would think I would remember the name of the machine afer all this time.

Each year he heads back to 'his roots' and helps out where he can on the farm. He loves being part of the farming routine again. I think he is very fortunate to be able to return to the place of his youth and to find it pretty much the same routine except for the update of the machinery and technology. Even though it gives him something new to learn it is basically the same process. He can just relax and be (if that makes any sense)? When he was working in an office all day, I used to understand it better. Although I understand him wanting to be outside more, I am still a little 'off' as to why he wants to work all day in the sun and ride on a tractor for 12 hrs in the heat and dirt. Must be a farm thing. I am happy for him that it makes him happy. Guess I will just leave it there, eh?

Meanwhile, my first night is a mixture of what can I do with myself and my time? I usually end up just watching whatever tv show I want. It usually is the night that nothing is on tv! I always end up staying up late which is never good when I have to work the next day. But a day or two into this routine and I do just that ... find routine. The whole 'routine' changes when he comes home again! I am happy to say that I still look forward to that day!