I just talked to a friend who wants to quit his job. It is a not a good job. It is selling insurance. Insurance is a scam, and making cold calls selling people stuff they don't want but know they have to have is horrible. But, it is a job. You get paid. You don't really have to work real hard.
A person has to learn to separate things. You are not entitled to be happy. You are not entitled to have the perfect romance, the perfect job, the perfect anything. You must take your happiness when you find it. Have a hobby, have a happy spot in your mind, do what you have to do survive and make the money to live. Save for a happy day. Make your own happiness. One freaking foot in front of the other, you get up in the morning and force you butt out the door and down the street and you just do it...
So, when I look back on 1993 and I read what I missed and see that I was an idiot it doesn't matter. I do what I do now and I must do my best...
Anyway here are some photos. End of my speech. I need to call this guy and say, look you got a wonderful girlfriend, you are an artist, you have another life, just put your time in and save some cash and take the next opportunity. I'm not sure working for me and going to school again is an opportunity. I think it is a cop out... I probably won't call.
Photos! Your are here for pretty pictures not philosophy.
(Ed Winkle, if you read this tell me what photos have been posted on NewAgTalk cause I don't
remember..)
This was me in 1982 or so...
This is from the early 1990's. When we really got serious about baling. We did over a thousand ton a year with these two balers. I remember stacking straw. Sometimes the stacks would be over 1/4 mile long. Put the straw up with a New Holland Super 1048. Loaded the bales on trucks with a farm hand F-11 loader on a 1964 M670.
This photo makes me sad. It is from ten years or so ago. We found the Studebaker in a barn. Had fairly low miles on it. We absolutely killed the truck. We should be banned from collecting!
Loved the pictures :) That is a lot of straw. I always help put it in the barn when we do ours but we round-bale it unstead. I think you're right about grabbing onto chances when you get them and getting as much happiness as you can out of life. GREAT post!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, yeah it is a lot of straw. Really long hours. It was kind of a specialty market. It had to be really long stems and heavy bales. We made 85lb bales. It all went to horse race tracks in Canada. The market has kind of gone away.
ReplyDeleteI really have to learn to proof read. I found a lot of spelling errors and confusing sentences.
I'm a write and forget about it type of writer...
Great photos. Not real familiar with Minneapolis Moline equipment...enjoy your blog very much.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mr. Senior Citizen. I always like to hear complements from folks who are smarter than I! I really must update my link as I see you have moved. If only we would have bought a wheat contract at $12 last year! Even if we would have had our usual crop failure we could have bought from neighbors for $6 to fill it. I'd be a lot richer if I lived life in reverse!!!
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