26 degrees/snowy/calm
Pentoga Road
I’m writing with my head in a fog this morning. Bedtime came
late last night… having to coach the Packers to victory and all. In the end, my
armchair efforts paid off and we flew out of Minneapolis with another victory
under our belts. The next stop will be a week from tonight against the Chicago
Bears.
Sunday was laid back. I checked the traps in the morning,
but otherwise, remained in the house talking with Sargie as she readied to go
to work. I rode back with her at noon to retrieve the Blazer and was back home
well before 1 PM.
I spent a good deal of the afternoon up in the rafters of
the barn trying to find various trapping paraphernalia. With both the barn and
garage torn up this past summer, I had goodies spread all over the place. When
I ran out of a place in which to store something, it automatically went
overhead.
THIS JUST IN… West Iron County School District Called…
I’m their newest fifth grade teacher; for the day anyway.
I have to be there in an hour, which means I need to roll.
Sunday afternoon was spent putting out a dozen more traps,
traps I won’t get to check this morning. Oh well, I’m sure all those coons,
mink, and muskrats will be fine until I get out there this afternoon.
Let’s see, I told you about watching … oops, I mean
coaching, football last night. Sargie works early today. I’m going to be
subbing. Yup, all the bases are covered.
I have to go change from my trapping clothes into my school
teaching garb. I haven’t been in a classroom for a year and a half. I hope I
remember how.
I’m excited. Those babies will be mine.
After all, a man’s work is never done.
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