I am extremely introspective, and so when Pete goes away, I obsess about things – some are not worth obsessing about, and some are. The unavailability or the availability of hay – now this is definitely worth getting my knots in a knicker.
The situation as of Monday, two days ago – was that we had approximately 10 bales in the barn. That’s enough hay to last almost two weeks. Also, rain was pouring out the sky like there was no tomorrow – and then some. The two together were a double whammy for us. The ongoing bad weather had already put a damper on plans to get more.
I became convinced that the odds of our getting hay locally was about 0, and this was being optimistic. We might be able to get the very expensive out-of-state hay – that is if we were lucky. And oh, the cost of this stuff -- $40.00 a bale – who has this kind of money?
Pete forgot to call John DePriest before he left, so yesterday I had to take matters into my own hands and call him myself. John is our hay guy. I did call – he told me that he had done one cutting, gotten about 200 bales, and they were sitting on his trailer, in the overhang area. The cost $12.00 a bale. I told Pete this last night when he got home. He called John this morning and John told us to come over at noon and pick up a load.