Wasted Days And Wasted Times, Or Was It?

I hate to say it was all a waste of time, but this weekend turned out to be nothing more than just running around and doing nothing but hold on, there is a twist to the story.

I had to work Saturday and did not get off till around three. Then I had to run by the Mens Warehouse and pick up a suit coat for the upcoming Senior day and Rose Cutting for the oldest daughters graduation ceremonies. I want to look nice and make the girl proud to sit with me and if putting on a monkey suit does that, then I will do it.  When I walked in a sales man came right up to me and asked if he could help me with something. I looked down at this little man and in the deepest voice I could muster I answered "I want you to make me purdy". He did not even bat and eye. His response was "I have sixteen years of experience, lets git'er done".

Then it was to our friends D&R for steak, taters and card night.
Ya know, Heaven ain't to much further away than that pic right there. You should have been there, OMG 



Today was no different. The wife and I started out early with D&R to the trade days to look for some odds and ends stuff and ended up getting more stuff than we wanted and not the stuff we went there for. Just more junk to add to the already growing junk we can't get rid of as it is.
I did end up getting a old military back pack that I have kinda been thinking about rigging up. It is a medium size pack with pockets all over it. It will be our, I call it "Get out" bag, but some call it the "Bug out" bag.  It will be stocked with all the bare essentials to live on for about a week or so. Nothing fancy, just the stuff to keep you alive and kickin.  

Then on the way home we decided to go ahead and do what we have been dreading to do for a few months now, a Sam's run. At first we were just going to get a few things like butt wipe, paper towels and maybe a case or two of canned goods. That idea went out the window after about five minutes of being in there.
Even though we really could not afford it, I feel a lot little better now looking at the full pantry and knowing if "It" happens, we are stocked up for six to seven months. It is not the twelve I am shooting for but it is a dang good start being only four months into our goal year.

When we finally made it home we were surprised to find that the kids did all of our chores for us today. I found, the roof of the brooder house was repaired, the 60mph winds Friday took some of the roof off and the youngest knew it needed to be done so she got her little tool belt and got up there and fixed it.
I also saw that all the gardens were watered and the yard was cleaned up. The goat barn was cleaned out and the waste was put in the compost bins. Even the house was clean, laundry was done and supper was started. How exciting is all that. The only thing that could top all that was if they were out grilling me some more steaks.

I may grumble during the week and think the world is against me for the most part and folks I hate to brag because I am defiantly afraid of old "Murphy" and his law, but I will tell you this much, this weekend I tasted heaven in the form of a T-Bone and got to share it with some good friends. I lived a dream with the kids working as a team and while I was away, getting what work needed to be done, done without me even asking. I have a pantry full of food, a woman who loves me even with all my faults and a job to go to tomorrow. What else is there? Now if all of that is a waste of time, then I will waste every second I have left on this earth.

Yall have a good week now.