(I can say that because I didn’t muck up the planet.)
Three more days of playing chauffeur back and forth to the city twice –a-day for drivers education lessons, after that, two more weeks of the summer-classes-from-hell. Then I’ll have my life back. Then I can tackle the 8-foot tall weeds in my entrance garden. Then I can sit with my goats and debate politics and religion.
“I’d actually prefer to discuss grain futures if you don’t mind,” said Luke. “I noticed we’re getting low on grain and would like to know if you plan to acquire some in the future?”