Boy, if Sunday evenings could just turn out as well as the mornings. They start out so sweet then it reminds you that a ranchers work is never done. Everyone goes to their different jobs on the place and before you know it, its dark and you got to spend no time with any of them. I miss my daughter who left for college, she was always here, she may have never came down from upstairs but at least someone was in the house with me. I know that they wish they were spending time with me too, but my rancher just can never see past what else needs to be done. Things are tight on the ranch and I know he thinks he has to stay on top of it. I just wish he came in once and said what do you need me to do for you today. Sunday night is here, time to get in the bath and figure out whats next for the ranchers wife!
Until next time!