I feel like I've had my best year ever so far and I've only worked one Sunday. That was to finish up the last field of first cutting. They were forecasting rain for Monday,and it did. I've got all my oat straw to bale and we have the same forecast. It rained Friday afternoon and it was so humid yesterday,it didn't dry at all. So I went and raked it late morning today. I knew better,I really did. I went back up to try to bale it,felt like I was going easy,not rushing anything. Rolled two bales and broke the PTO shaft on the baler. I came home and took the one off the parts baler,so it's fixed,but I backed it in the toolshed and parked it. I'll take a chance that I can bale it tomorrow when I get back from the stockyard,if not,it'll get washed again I guess.
60 years old,I know this is how it goes every time,that's enough. Things are going to have to be pretty bad before I'll ever put a tire in the field on a Sunday again. When I baled that first cutting,I didn't break anything,but I left the flatbed dually sitting where it hadn't been sitting after I went to see if the hay was dry,and the wife backed in to it and broke a tail light in her SportTrac. It's always something,whether directly or indirectly.
60 years old,I know this is how it goes every time,that's enough. Things are going to have to be pretty bad before I'll ever put a tire in the field on a Sunday again. When I baled that first cutting,I didn't break anything,but I left the flatbed dually sitting where it hadn't been sitting after I went to see if the hay was dry,and the wife backed in to it and broke a tail light in her SportTrac. It's always something,whether directly or indirectly.