So, a few days ago I posted on how I made something simple for dinner because we were all going out to Texas Roadhouse later on as a family..for some good ole quality time.
Yep, that didn’t happen.
Have I mentioned that as a farm wife it’s important to be flexible, understanding, and able to drop everything on a moment’s notice? Well…those of you who know me personally know how irritating that can be. Although, for the most part I have gotten pretty good at it.
Except for that day.
The girls decided it was time for some much needed quality time away from the farm. So we plan this awesome trip to Sioux Falls for Texas Roadhouse. We were excited. We right it on the calendar at the shop a week in advance. Then we decide to go to the cattle sale.
This happens all the time. We plan something and it doesn’t happen. Being as organized and scheduled as I am- I hate this. With a passion.
On Tuesday, My husband stops by the house to pick up a few things, opens the door and says “Honey….” I already know what is coming before he even goes any further, simply because it’s in that voice where he draws it out and says it all sweet. My reply is selfish, but so true.
“Today, I do not want to be a farm wife.” Shocking right?
But, it happens- trust me. Every now and then farm wives have that moment where they just get so frustrated. Even if they get it. I get that we had to go to the sale because our feed lots were getting low. I get that my brother in law had to drive 2 hours there and 2 hours back to get the cattle that my father in law bought. Not to mention hauling cattle in awful conditions. Cattle are our money. I totally get that..but regardless on Tuesday I did not want to be a farm wife. I just wanted to sit back, relax, and be a family. I fully admit my selfishness.
Today is our rescheduled “family quality time” and judging how I feel, my husband would be crazy to come home, open the door, and do the “Honey…” routine. He really would. I take family time pretty serious around our farm.
I miss my Indiana family- I hardly ever get to see them. All I get to do is sit at home and miss them. Because sometimes even calling on the phone is harder because it makes me miss them more. Some days I would rather just text or talk through email. It’s just easier because then I don’t feel like I am missing out.
So, around our farm I can honestly never get enough family time. I always say to my sister in laws, I know you think I am crazy but I want to do something together- dinner, supper, drinks, play games, anything. We spend a lot of time together at the farm…but I feel like it’s not the same thing as making time in our schedules to simply sit down together.
Don’t get me wrong, it is quality time together, being at the farm. I enjoy seeing my nieces and nephews play in the shop while their dads work on tractors. I enjoy seeing my sister in law stand around chatting to her husband. I love seeing my husband with a niece or nephew riding along in the tractor to feed the cows. It is quality time, but I think it’s important to get away from the farm every now and again to simply put the stress of farm life behind us, even if it’s just for a night.
So being a first generation farm wife I will have to say at this point in my marriage and experience on the farm- I still think we need family time, outside the farm. I think my sister in laws agree with me and they have been married to the farm a long time, although I can’t speak for them.
I love baseball games at the farm.
I love tagging along to the children’s museum.
I love holidays.
I love babysitting.
I love doing crafts with my niece.
And I love my families!