December 8: I Don't Want to Be the Ranch Manager

Friday, December 8, 2006

I went home November 20-December 1. 

I visited friends in South Carolina on Tuesday. 

Both sets of family were over for Thanksgiving. Mom did a good job preparing. Everyone seemed happy. 

I spent the week shopping and hanging out. I saw the James Bond movie. Went to an art show. Took a walk with Mom the day before I left. She got a cold afterwards.

All week was balmy and in the 60*-70*F. I was in sandals and short sleeves. Everyone else debated if they needed jackets.

The first tour was on Wednesday. Wes cooks. Keith left on Sunday.

We had a tour yesterday and today.

I came back to a fat, silky Farley.

I’m in charge - lucky me. I get to call Filip every day and spend hours in his smoke. 

Yesterday, a pipe cracked in Sam’s room. We had no water in the barn last night. Isaiah patched the pipe today, so we can turn on the water. 

At least now I can tell Filip that we had a problem and fixed it. He’ll still be mad, but at least we have a temporary fix.