Under the Ban and the Treadmill of Life.

Due the lack of rain much of Iowa is considered to be in moderate to severe drought conditions. And our county is under a burn ban so....as the trash bags pile up in the breezeway....I may have to do something slightly...well,  I just may have to do something.

Tomorrow should spell the end of Nolan's school, which I may have touched on in the last post, but hey....you have no idea what this means to me!

And I'll fight the first person who claims they do understand.
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We've settled into a routine of sorts concerning the detasselers. They go to bed around 8:00pm and we try to be quiet. Carolyn's been entertaining Trevor and Nolan every evening and it may end up affecting her transcript, I am so grateful.

Then we tip-toe up the dark stairs and the two youngest try to crawl into bed. Quietly. Pretty hard for Nolan since he's on the top of a creaky bunk set.

In the remaining hours I have some time to just relax or fold laundry or whatever. It is pretty nice except for the  knowledge that the kids are getting up at 4:00am.

Sometimes Loren and I get back to sleep. Sometimes we don't. We're both agreed that we'll will be glad when this is over. But it is a good way for Melinda, in particular, to earn some money. And it sounds like both she and Ethan are performing their tassel-ripping chores efficiently.

I guess a worker or two has been fired. And we do hear that some people are chastised for talking, which slows down the job overall. Thankfully my two are not in that category :-)

But getting back to lack of sleep, it is hard to keep going on those days when one can't drift back to snooze-land after they leave at 4:35. Only three more weeks to go.

When they come home it's showers and then washing of the pollen-and-dirt-filled clothes.

Every single night.

A bit of relaxing and supper and then it's time to make sandwiches for their lunch, the next day.

And then bed.

Next day: ditto.

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