First workday off out of 17 days I should have had off, got called in for a couple of hours of troubleshooting and instrument tweaking. What the heck, I always need some extra money.
I was plenty wore out when I got there. I wasn't from sighting in the buck-sight with slugs but from shooting only 7 arrows on this Parker Extreme Ultra-lite 70 pound, 31 inch draw bow that did it to me. I might have shot 8 if I could have got it pulled through but I couldn't. I was shooting to low at 45 yards but did have excellent penetration.
I still need a little adjustment on the buck-sight and a little more suitable shooting position. Come on give an old man with aching joints a little break.
My cousin had called me last week and said some lady was wanting to lease our minerals. My measly little 4.5 acres of an undivided half section for about half the going rate for fair locations around here but all the recent activity around my place have been dry holes.
The girl calls and makes an appointment for last Thursday, rescheduling for Friday, calling on Friday late rescheduling for Saturday, not showing up, calling to schedule for Monday evening on Monday afternoon. I was getting a little short at this point. I figured she was leasing it to sell the lease to someone else. Well she finally comes by and me and my siblings all get together with her and a notary and do the deal. One the way out, I ask to whom she was selling the lease. She informed me, "Ya know that big old rig across the highway from where you turn down that road to go to your family farm? That's my rig and I'm going to drill on it and make us some money."
Well the lease money will just offset the lack of hours at work for the month and one of my brothers said his was a wash as well because one of his renters had just skipped out owing him for rent. A good well could make a big difference in retirement but I'm not holding my breath, just thankful that someone is willing to take a chance on drilling. Not worried about ruining the water there, it's all salt water else I would have moved there instead of buying this place.
Went to my brothers, ate, had a couple of mixers, back to the house to the better half and the dogs. My best and previously smartest dog has been getting jealous of her sister who we are dog setting till Christmas Eve, bit me hard. Brought a little blood. She was sorry, really sorry after I slapped her on the nose a few times.
On top of this it rained again and now my yard work is on hold for a few more days. North Korea's top dog is dead, markets fell along with metals and most other commodities, dollar a little stronger against what?
Just a typical day at the Kat Ranch. Is this a sigh of how the rest of the vacation will unfold?
Happy Holidays to you all and yours.