Climbing Uphill
I smiled as the warm water came out of the tap and over my cracked hands and dishes in the sink. It had been a few days since hot water ran in this house. I had used up the last of the heating oil running the hot and cold taps in equal measure this weekend. I had planned for it, and poured extra fuel into the boiler's tank, but when a line burst and filled a room with hot water it used the last of the fuel. So I dealt with it. I now know how to turn off water when it pours feral. I knew how to troubleshoot, go through issues one at a time, and find the help I needed. I learned it from the dozen people who have helped me with these tiny tragedies over the years. Without calling for help I repaired the plumbing. I refilled the tank. I drained the furnace line and rebooted the water heater. This hot water was done by me. It felt very, very, warm.
The truck started up this morning no problem. So, I spent today driving around the countryside. I picked up the meat from the butcher and then delivered 2 shares of pork to the first buyers. Others will come and pick up theirs tomorrow. 4 More pigs to go, but it felt good to get those people their meat. It's a promise kept. It's meals provided. It's an alternative to the factory farm system. It's keeping the lights on.
I mailed one of the two mortgage payments due this week. I don't know if I'll make the second, but I am working on it. Thank you so much for the donations, the emails, the letters, the tweets, the facebook stories and more. The encouragement from this group is worth so much, it fuels me. I have some leads with logos and will announce summer archery and fiddle days this week. If I get lucky, I'll make it. If I don't? Well, then I need to start hitting Ebay hard. I have 3 hours of work ahead tonight for my off-farm-on-farm job ahead, so at least I know my Weds Night is helping in a small way. Someday, I am certain, it won't be about climbing uphill. It will be about helping grab hand about those climbing towards me. I am sure of that much. I am not there yet.
The truck started up this morning no problem. So, I spent today driving around the countryside. I picked up the meat from the butcher and then delivered 2 shares of pork to the first buyers. Others will come and pick up theirs tomorrow. 4 More pigs to go, but it felt good to get those people their meat. It's a promise kept. It's meals provided. It's an alternative to the factory farm system. It's keeping the lights on.
I mailed one of the two mortgage payments due this week. I don't know if I'll make the second, but I am working on it. Thank you so much for the donations, the emails, the letters, the tweets, the facebook stories and more. The encouragement from this group is worth so much, it fuels me. I have some leads with logos and will announce summer archery and fiddle days this week. If I get lucky, I'll make it. If I don't? Well, then I need to start hitting Ebay hard. I have 3 hours of work ahead tonight for my off-farm-on-farm job ahead, so at least I know my Weds Night is helping in a small way. Someday, I am certain, it won't be about climbing uphill. It will be about helping grab hand about those climbing towards me. I am sure of that much. I am not there yet.
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