Monday, February 2nd, our dairy cows were sold into the dairy buyout program, and since then life with my retired dairy farmer, Wayne, has been interesting. Here are some of the things that could be heard around our home on Tuesday, the first full day of his retirement.....
(Wayne - 5:00 a.m.) "I can't get back to sleep". (Carolyn) "You could go start cleaning out the den!" (Wayne - 8:00 a.m.) "Are we going to have breakfast?" (Carolyn) "It's not noon yet! We never eat until noon." (Wayne - 10:00 a.m.) "The phone is ringing." (Carolyn) "I've answered it for 32 years.....it's your turn now!" (Wayne - 12:00 noon) "Isn't it time for lunch?" (Carolyn) "We just ate breakfast! I'm never going to lose weight!!!" (Wayne - 5:00 p.m.) "I think I'll go to the road show practice with you." (Carolyn) "I think you're bored!" (Wayne - 5:05 p.m.) "Are we going to eat dinner first?" (Carolyn) "I think I'll look for a job."
We have managed to keep very busy this past month - a city council meeting, four adult education classes on Isaiah, four temple sessions, a couple of movies, two trips to Salt Lake, numerous road show events, and a 7 day vacation to Las Vegas and Southern Utah. We do miss our cows, however. I wonder how long that will last?
Enjoy some photos of Wayne in one of his final milkings, and the cows being loaded into trailors for the trip to Preston, then on to an appointment with the "grim reaper" in Salt Lake.
