This post is brought to you upon inspiration from my new old ugly horse trailer. Yes, I’m serious.
My husband came home with my new trailer about a week ago. He has always known I’d like to have a three Horse with a small tack area, and a nose cone I could put an air mattress in and sleep. And here it is! I have to laugh because he kept telling me how old and ugly it was before he brought it home. He said he wanted to prepare me for what I was actually getting and not some built up image in my mind.
Which brings me to my point. The value of something is individual to ones perception. For example my husband thought I may be a little disappointed with my new trailer. When in fact, I am so completely happy. It is exactly what I hoped for. Sure it needs a door latch instead of the bungee cord that is in place now, and the back doors need put back on, and two boards need replaced. BUT I HAVE A HORSE TRAILER I ALWAYS WANTED!!!!!
I had a friend once tell me that I’m “always just so dang thankful!” And I’m happy that I have this outlook, because as Cliche as it may seem, I am thankful….for everything in my life. So don’t let someone make you feel bad for seeing the value of something in your own life that may not shine to others.
A mutt dog isn’t worth less than a pedigree pooch.
A state university education isn’t any more valuable than a hard knocks university education.
A suit and tie doesn’t mean more power than jeans and boots.
And an old paint peeled three Horse with a bungee cord door latch isn’t any worse than a brand new aluminum.
You yourself can only determine the value of something …..
Greta Belinda, our recently rescued Hampshire sow is settling In nicely. She is out of quarantine, and enjoying her own pen.
I took the above picture of her moments after she was allowed in her new enclosure. I can’t help but feel like she is smiling. She would stick her nose high in the air, smelling and then chugging a bit. She even has my husband giving her scratches when it’s feed time.
Our rescue pig, Greta Belinda, has become part of my morning routine. She is still in isolation due to having lice. We definitely don’t want to spread to the rest of the pigs. She saw the Vet Thursday and he gave her her vaccinations and dewormed her, as well as gave her a heavier duty lice treatment. He says she is as we suspected, about 150# under weight. So with better nutrition she should not only gain the weight, but her skin should clear up as well.
Every morning I take her two oranges when I wake her up. She sleeps so hard it amazes me! I usually have to poke her snout and say her name a few times until I see her soulful eyes open.
So we still have a rescue pig, named Greta Belinda 🐖😍😘🐷
My husband woke the girls and I up Sunday morning, excited for us to meet Greta Belinda…….Who is Greta Belinda, you say? Well, that’s what I said. This is Greta Belinda……
Yup all 455 pounds of sow. 😑😩 *insert my loud obnoxious, annoyed sigh here* As my husbands eyes sparkled and he said, “She needs to gain a bit of weight and be cleaned up then won’t she be a beauty?!”
I couldn’t speak for fear of ruining the moment, because I would have. All I could see was a money pit….errrr….pig. She has lice, worms, and is 150# underweight. No good deed goes unpunished right?! RIGHT!
But the girls and hubby are so excited about her potential. I mean look at these smiles.
So we have a sow named Greta Belinda.
Water leak….cause ya know the best time to have a pipe break is on a Sunday 🙄.
Great time to put up some more pipe fence. It was really cold! But……
I didn’t really mind because I got to run the skid loader while hubby did the cold work.
Of course we also had to quit work long enough to go to the Veterans Day Parade.
Turns out it rained basically the whole parade. So we loaded back up to go home and work some more……
The fence in the picture you see above is a work in progress. My husband has wanted pipe fencing for nearly ten years on the HK Bar. He has saved his money, traded scrap, traded labor, and a whole list of other back breaking tasks in order to accomplish his goal. I’ll tell you I really do admire him on big projects like this. He makes it happen. While I am left biting my nails and wondering where the money will come from, he just figures it out! I am a creature not designed like him. I am a what I call a “money in the bank” type and he is the “hardworking dreamer” .
A loose definition of those labels in my mind are as such. Money in the bank people save a gob of money and THEN and only then do they set out to do a big job. Hardworking Dreamers do just that, they dream up what they want and then they just do it! They work their butts off in the process but they make it happen .
I guess opposites do attract. 💕❤️