Neil has the combine out. He should have it in the field by this afternoon. The rye is ready. The wheat is ready. The flax is being sprayed for grasshoppers (who are so thick out here, it is dangerous to mow the grass!!).
I am now nobody.
The combine (and Daddy) have all the love and attention of the boys.
I am alone in the house.
YIPPEE! (Silence at last!!!!!!!!!!!)