Regretfully Indifferent

Well I knew this would happen eventually. You see, when you live with farm-folk you eventually get suckered into doing farm-folk things. I just spent the past 3 hours helping fix a tractor (yes a tractor). Ok, so the tractor wasn't as bad as the lumber stacking or the quasi-gardening. Honestly, I really don't have a green thumb. I once had a cactus that died. This leads me to believe that a desert is a more nurturing caregiver than yours truly. I just wasn't cut out for farm life. I am the Eva Gabor to these Green Acres. So sue me. Well I'm off, for some strange reason I have an unhealthy compulsion to buy all things Carhart. Maybe I'll pick up a hoe on the way home, too... Fight the Power. Stay Informed.