ravings of a quarantined man

well not a lot has changed around the ol farm place during the quarantine ! I continue to try to get ahead of things here, so I can achieve the goals I always had, even before this virus thing. So I planted this garden...all the usual stuff... but beforehand, I had to prep the ground. Tilling, weedraking, , and putting manure in the soil.... me and lil chasen planted it... and he helped put some seed into the ground. Then it came a big rain.... like a flood... for about 4 days. All garden gone. poof. It was something.....the raised garden part is maybe ok...idk yet... But im like in rubber boots.... soo...

As the whole place was drying up, which took another 5 days of wind and warmer weather, I decided to do another job.. and set those pipe pieces I cut, and get them in the ground to stretch fence from. So I got the auger at last hooked up on the tractor. Now I don't remember that auger taking an hour and that much energy from me to hook up before. But by golly I got it on there. It drags a tad, but it works. I dug the holes and set those posts and bam. I stepped back to look at it, and it was so crooked and out of line I seriously thought maybe Id had a stroke in the process. Cuz there is no way a sober sane man could do something that out of line, and make it look so bad.  I just cried alittle… just a little, and re evaluated my physical health.... now doing really bad work is not a characteristic of the virus.... and I was not drunk although you couldn't tell it by job I just completed, so im thinking stroke. I mustve stroked out, and kept working.... seemed the only answer.... I swear it was so bad, I just went to the house.... and the next day, when I was sure my eyes were the same size, and I could wipe my butt with either and and not trip walking down the hall, (which Im sure ARE signs of stroke) then I went back outside and pulled up the pipe. ugh. Now I figure when I find my string, Ill stretch some string, and dig those holes perfect (like I ever did a perfect thing in my life) and reset the posts.

so ...yesterday... it was dry enough. I retilled and the wife helped me plant.. I used string then too. ha. semi straight rows... cept the green beans... I kinda didn't have any, so I have a blank row to plant asap! RIght now they are invisible beans. Sorta like magic beans... OMG... that Jack kid that planted magic beans...they were beans too!!  But this is like... my real life...not some silly story your reading about on a..... say.... blog. or book. Ill get to the bean store and get some and make that right soon!

so today...one day after the replanting... its pouring down rain. If it doesn't let up soon, Ill be planting yet a 3 rd garden.... So that's why im sitting here typing... its raining, im quarantined, and Im tired of watching vampire diaries. I never knew that if you saw just one vampire, that there would be so many show up soon thereafter!! and the werewolves...oh my... lions tigers and bears... no wait. never mind.

so..I did dishes, I took my medicine, I let the dogs out, and its 3 pm. I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow.

so...I need to break out my bible, and see If God maybes gonna come before ...idk...we all die from some mysterious disease. Then, maybe the wife will find an excuse to come home, and I can get on her last nerve before she goes to work again tomorrow. And this is Monday.....ugh. 

I think I still have grand children... but I cant see them up close.... I think Im starting to hallucinate, as I am sure I saw a road grader on MY road....and I know that cant be true. I haven't seen one on my road since about 2006. And of course any good he did was lost, as it is RAINING yet once again. Im not complaining... I lived thru the drought a few years ago.... Let it rain. I have 4wd.! and the auger probably digs easier in the mud.  The calves had just now re evolooted back to like regular cows, now that the rain returned,  Im sure they have the quack feet back now. They don't know whether to swim and look for fish, or try to stumble waddle to a wet hay pile.

Quarantine.... almost sounds like a womans name. I think Ill write a C&W song about her....Ill get Glen Campble to sing it to the tune of "Galveston". well...cept hes dead.  okok Kenny Rogers to the tune of....wait. nevermind.

Im about to expel all of my wisdom for this time period...unless I get Moe bored …. so this must end! On a more serious note, I hope and pray for my country, my family, and my friends... as the people without a shred of common sense are as we speak/type, IN Walmart buying God knows what...and shaking each others hands, and going about their day to day business. If I go crazy and they don't die, Im gonna be mad. wait... ugh. nevermind again.

Quarantine ohhhhh quarantine.....