My day yesterday.................
A hell of a day today............After I told the SU that he really needed to clean out the pile of old soybean meal on the floor of the back of the shed and dump it down in the manure pit, he decided to do what I suggested. Nothing but a rat self-feeder. The feed has been there since we quit milking...........7 years. There was crap piled up in front of the pile, we had to move all that. Then moving other stuff because there was shell corn on the floor. I think the wretched coons got up in the wagon and were spewing it all over. So, we were doing all that..........the feed stank because it was old and some of it was rotten............what was there had to have had rat pee in it because it smelled ammonia-y. Oh, and during all the time we were in the corner of the shed, the SU is running the truck trying to gas the rats. Had a hose over the exhaust pipe and into one of the holes. Had to be at work at 1........well, about the time I had to leave I started feeling SO tired, could hardly put one foot in front of the other and I had a slight headache. I deduced it was from the truck fumes.
When I got home I was feeling better, so it was back to that corner, clean where the wagon was; he decided that he was going to get the mixer mill and see if it worked. If it did, he was going to grind off that 200 bushels of corn and take it over to the neighbor so he could feed it to his steers. Oh, the mill is hemmed in by the grain vac on the upstairs barn floor. Which is a disaster to even WALK on because the floor is so bad. Got it out, it worked. Then it was pull the wagon out and get that set up on the sidehill so the corn would all run out. What a cluster****. It was 2 mills full. In the semi-dark we had to get the mill back up on the barn floor (that went much better that I expected or we deserved) and put the empty wagon up in the building where he keeps "stuff" that's the other end of the g'house. He had to push the wagon back where he wanted it with the tractor bucket and I had to steer it with the tongue. I told him that he was NOT going to push it clear back against the wall, because that is where I go through with my hose for filling the water tank in the g'house and I was NOT going to walk sideways to get through there for 6 months.
