It is back to the same old rut again. Work, home, work, home and throw eat and sleep in there somewhere and that is my rut.
Sunday evening the middle girl and I were talking and she was reliving the day with all the people that were here and how much fun she had.
She told me that she would love to be the secretary and wear an old bankers outfit on those days making her the last stop for the customers. She then went on to describe in detail that I should build a general store where we could put all our canned goods, hot sauces and pickled veggies in along with the t-shirts, candles and soaps. I could see the little gears turning in her head when she described the refrigerators full of goats milk, fresh eggs, processed chickens and quail and "oh daddy don't forget the farm raised catfish". She even told me it would be good if I put all the garden's vegetables in bins so when people came they could also have a choice to buy those as well.
The wife chirped in by saying we could do a mass sell once a month so more people would show up and she would like to put in some of her quilts, crafts and start raising starter plant to sell as well.
The youngest girl joined the discussion by wanting to set up a petting zoo and charging a small amount for the city folks to pet a goat or have a chicken ride on their shoulders.
I sat and listened to them as they talked on and on and coming up with more ideas on how we could make money at the Mini Farm.
Without them noticing, I slowly wiped a tear from my eye. LOL
Silly girls, where do they come up with these ideas anyway.