We jumped right back on our irrigating schedule following the hunt and weekend livestock judging trip. On the second morning or so, I was trying to get Brandon out of bed to make the morning water change.
I am a morning person. Brandon is not. He wakes early by necessity. If he had it his way, he would work until the wee hours of the morning, when I barely function, and wake near my lunch time.
So, many mornings are quite a battle and usually involve an hour (or more) of me waking him up every five minutes.
This particular morning was no different.
Finally, I told him, "I think I might be a better farmer than you. At least all my water changes are on time."
He said with a sigh, "I know...In the beginning, when we're planting, I'm all gung-ho, crazy worker. But then in the end, I'm like, 'I don't care about you, crop.'"
And I think he actually pouted when he finally got up to change his water.
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