I catch a fish and ride a motorcycle but not at the same time

I'm having a little trouble getting into the swing of things. Monday morning I found the fishing pole leaning in the corner and thought it looked a little lonely. I really did need to drive around and look at fields to see if the Peas were coming up.
I sort of took a wrong turn and ended up at the river.
My second cast I hooked a bite sized bass.
Thought about keeping him and then I mentally computed the chances of me catching another one to share and I threw him back...
Didn't even get another bite.
At 8:30 my phone started ringing non stop and I decided I had to go to work.
Then my daughter showed up. She didn't have school and my wife saw me sneaking out leaving with the fishing pole. We did a little exploring.

Yesterday I looked at my motorcycle. It looked sort of lonely. Plus, I had it parked between the work bench and my tool box. My little helper tries to squeeze by it to get to my tool box. I thought this was pretty funny until I saw that his belly had broken the turn signal and the mirror.
I thought I would get it out and clean it up. It really only needs tires and rear brakes. I just never get it done.
It took a couple kicks to get it started. Not bad for setting for a year....or two....

I actually planted 30 acres yesterday.
I would tell you about the planting and the misshaps that occurred on the way to plant but now I have to go to work. That is a story in itself...