Today on the farm, a new employee and three escapes

Our newest employee, Emily
Our newest employee, Emily

This weekend our newest employee started. Emily comes to us from NC State where she is a pre-vet student. Emily is the youngest of six kids who grew up on a much larger farm than ours. She knows pigs, cows, chickens, and hard work so she’s right at home on our farm. Emily worked with Miguel yesterday mostly and except for when I almost crashed all of us into some fool who ran a red light, things were pretty calm. Today Emily and I worked while Miguel had the day off. We fed all the critters, unloaded the truck and the trailer, and did a bit of general clean up and small chores.

Pigs having breakfast
Pigs having breakfast

I’d love to say it was a quiet day but as we were feeding the pigs, I was taking a short cut through the shop. I opened the entry door and pig #36 was standing there, inside the shop, looking at me. I shooed him out of the shop and he jogged to the barn where the sick pigs have been. Saturday Miguel put #36 and another pig back in the paddock with their friends. Apparently #36 liked being in the barn better and had broken out and was trying to find his way back into the hospital. I closed him in the barn and Emily and I caught him and put him back in the hospital stall in the barn with the other pigs. I guess our treatment is just too good in the barn, shots and all.

No sooner was that adventure over than I noticed that the meat chickens were spread out in the pasture having a large time. We keep them behind electric netting to keep predators from eating them. One of the posts had fallen over and the netting was laying on the ground. Not to worry, I hadn’t fed them yet so off to take them some bananas I went. Once the bananas were delivered, I went back and got some chicken food. By the time I got back, all the chickens were back inside eating bananas so it was a simple matter of filling up the grain bucket and putting the down pole back upright. All the chickens were back home and safe.

Emily and I then worked some more  on getting the food all unloaded, sorted out, etc. We were almost done when Emily asked if the cows were supposed to be spread out like that. I looked up and saw that the cows were not in their paddock but were instead spread over the entire pasture having a large time. Sigh. I went to check the paddock wire and it was down. I also noted that the cows were oblivious to the hot wire which probably meant it was off. Sure enough it was. Emily went and got some more food for the cows while I wound up the down wire and walked most of the cows back into the paddock. I say most of them, because of course three young calves decided to stay on the other side of the pasture causing another entire trip around the pasture and some quick work by Emily.

Cows in a pasture
Cows on the loose

Everybody ended up back where they were supposed to be. Emily and I unpacked the rest of the truck and burned all the boxes to finish cleaning up. We also fixed the fencing and turned the hot box on to keep the cows honest.

Hot wire, back in business again
Hot wire, back in business again. It’s hard to see but that’s 14.8k volts

You’d think this was a full day on the farm. This was just part of what happened before lunch. I’m hoping the afternoon is a bit slower than the morning. I have a tour and then I think I’ll go see an old friend to deliver some meat. Maybe everyone can stay where they belong till Miguel gets back. As he’s said before, “I take one day off and everything goes bad!” That’s what happens when you leave the gringos in charge.

 

Beef supplies are getting low

Empty freezer
The freezer is starting to look sad

I just updated the beef page with what is in stock and what is out of stock. We are effectively in stock on almost everything but we only have a few pieces of each cut left, except for hamburger which we have plenty of. Check your freezers to see if you are getting low and let me know what you need before we run out completely.

We have some cows that may be close to finishing. I normally don’t finish in the winter but the cows look so good right now we may go ahead and finish one just to help the sad freezer out and to see what a winter finished cow is like. I’d have already made that decision but in all my moving in and cleaning up, I’ve misplaced my cow record book and I can’t look up to see the age of the cow that needs to go. Miguel thinks the cow is about 2 years old and he’s usually right on these things. I frankly don’t remember but I’d really like to see the record before I make the decision. I’ll keep looking. The problem is I filed the record book “somewhere safe” which means I’m never going to find it!

On the pork front, we just took three pigs to the processor so even though our pork freezer looks pretty sad as well, it will be bulging by the end of the week. Until we can get a cow processed, it may be pork chops and carnitas for everyone. 🙂

So you want to buy 1/2 of a cow?

Update 6 May 2020

This is the second most popular post on our website during the COVID-19 event. Because of the flood of requests that I am getting, I am updating this to the current situation. Short form: No, I won’t sell you a fraction of a cow. 

Long form: We finish between 12-14 cows per year. That means that we have slots at the processor, booked months in advance, to get our 12-14 cows killed and cut. If I wanted to take an extra cow outside of that schedule, it would take me about 90 days to get on the schedule. So if you want a fraction, it will take 3 months.

Also, because we sell 12-14 cows per year, we produce 12-14 cows per year. I might sell a fraction of a cow maybe once per year. Maybe. During this pandemic, I could sell 2 whole cows PER DAY. I cannot, without doing something shady, produce 200 extra cows to take to the processor with short notice. It takes me at least one year and that is a rush job. Two years of ramp up would be better.

Lastly, most people who want a fraction of a cow have never bought one before. That means they are completely uneducated on what this process actually looks like. It takes a lot of time for us to educate and work with the first timers, and 90% of the time by the time we educate them on the reality of what is happening, they get cold feet and don’t buy. So I spend an hour with you. And an hour with your neighbor. Per day. Educating them about this process. That is two hours per day, every day. Of those 14 hours per week I spend on the phone, I actually end up completing transactions on 1-2 of them. That isn’t a very good return on my time when I’m already as busy as I can be.

Those are just the realities of growing and selling beef. So rather than drive myself crazy trying to chase sales we are just simply saying no to sales by the fraction and only selling by the cut in the store.

Btw, figure one whole cow sells for about $5000 all in. Times 2. Times 30 days per month. We’d do our annual sales in a couple of months if we actually said yes. So this isn’t me being grumpy. It is me being transparent and honorable. I’m not going to buy cattle on the market at the sale barn, call them my cows, pick a new processor that doesn’t know how we operate and doesn’t cut the meat correctly, and then hoist these not great cuts of beef on unsuspecting customers. I’d rather give up the revenue and sleep well at night.

End of update

I’ve had a glut of requests lately to buy a whole cow, or maybe 1/4 to 1/2 of a cow. I answer all these requests the same way. “Yes we can sell you a whole cow. No you don’t want it that way.”

Since I need to type a novel each time to answer questions and hopefully help the customer make an informed decision, I thought it would make sense to do a write up here that I can point customers to instead. Often I’m on my phone and my thumb typing ability isn’t that great.

First thing to understand is how a farmer goes to market selling meat. There are two main ways to go direct to market in NC. One is to sell by the fraction and one is to sell by the cut.

Selling by the fraction

Selling by the fraction is a legal exemption that small farmers can use to sell very easily right off of their farm. I fully support this exemption for farmers. When we started selling directly to the public, it was how we sold meat. Selling by the fraction means I have almost zero regulations to deal with. As long as I mark my meat “not for resale” and get names on the sheet with the processor BEFORE dropping off the cow, I’m legal.

What’s happening here is, legally, you are buying the cow before it is processed and turned into meat. There is no regulation about you processing your own animal because it’s yours. Picture a family processing their own cow. Mom and dad get 1/2, son gets 1/4 and daughter gets 1/4. There is no need for the government to be involved. When you buy a fraction of a cow, you just effectively became family to the farmer. That’s why the names need to be on the sheet prior to processing the animal, because whoever’s name is on the sheet is who actually owns the cow. You aren’t buying meat, you are buying a living animal. All the farmer is doing is taking your new cow to the processor for you as a service.

In reality, the names often don’t make it to the cut sheet with the processor and as long as nobody checks, it’s fine. It’s kind of like that old saying, it’s not illegal till you get caught. However the NCDA is aware of this grey area and is starting to crack down from what I’ve heard.

What this means to the consumer is that they are buying a portion of a cow, hopefully one they’ve actually looked at but most often not. The cow will go to a custom processor and will likely not be inspected by the USDA or the state inspectors. The cow will be packaged however that processor packages bulk meat. When we sold this way, it was wrapped in butcher paper, that’s it. The consumer will then get a portion of the cow, 100 pounds, 250 pounds, 500 pounds. In that portion will be steaks, hamburger, liver, neck bones, etc. Whatever your fraction of the total cuts, that’s what you get with your favorite cuts and the not so favorite cuts. It’s kind of like a CSA box of produce, except it is 6 bucks a pound. You’ll need a large freezer space and a hungry family to go through all the cuts. You’ll also need to find some recipes for cuts you aren’t used to cooking. It’s a grand adventure and one I enjoyed helping people with when we sold this way

The pluses of fractional buying:

  • Large volume of meat, usually discounted.
  • Chance to try different cuts than you are used to.
  • Ready supply of meat in the freezer for parties, holiday gatherings, zombie outbreaks, etc.
  • Convenience. You only go to the farm once to buy and eat for months off of one trip.
  • No 2% sales tax. Because you technically “bought” the fraction of the cow while it is still alive, there is no sales tax on your meat.

The minuses of fractional buying:

  • Cuts you may not want are part of the deal. The dog ends up eating some of them.
  • You have no idea how the meat will taste till your freezer is bulging and your wallet is empty. (This is a big one, we once processed a cow in the spring that tasted like spring onions, Oops.)
  • You need other families who want to buy the remaining fractions of the cow. This is the hardest part, getting everyone coordinated.
  • You need to eat all the meat while it’s still relatively fresh in the freezer. A daunting task when you are staring at a full freezer.
  • You need a dedicated freezer to store all the meat.
  • You have to get in line and put your name on a cow in the future. That may be months away.

Selling by the cut

So the other way to buy meat from a farmer is to buy by the cut. This means that you buy a steak, or buy some hamburger, just like going to the grocery store. In order to sell this way, the farmer needs to get their NC meat handlers license and be inspected by the state. It also means that you animal will go in front of a USDA inspector or a state inspector at the processor. It will have a stamp on the carcass showing it was inspected. The labels on the packaging will also have all the legally required verbiage for safety and handling. Adding in these steps increases the cost for the farmer and therefore for the consumer.

The pluses of buying by the cut

  • You can try before you buy by getting a few sample steaks from the farmer before any big purchases
  • You can buy as much or as little as you want
  • You can buy only the cuts you like
  • You can usually buy when you want meat rather than having to wait till a cow is processed
  • You can still get a discount by buying in bulk
  • All the safety provisions of government inspections are in place, similar to the meat you buy at the store

The minuses of buying by the cut

  • It costs a bit more due to the increased cost to the farmer
  • You have to pay 2% sales tax (or 6.75% if you buy from a retailer)
  • You won’t learn how to use neck bones and beef liver in the kitchen

Now, for someone who wants to purchase a bulk of beef by the cut, what we do is we simply offer a bulk discount for a large purchase. We can’t tell you the price per pound because we don’t limit you to a fraction of an animal. This means you can buy more steaks ($18 per lb) and less liver ($4 per lb) if you like which would affect your price per pound average. It also means you don’t need to buy 250 pounds of meat at one time if you so choose.

If you do want to go the route of a fraction of a whole animal, we can offer that, but you’ll have to wait till we process our next cow AND we have an available slot at the processor. Currently the backlog for slots at the processor is 90 days. You will also need to put your name and deposit down before we take the animal to the processor. Also, there is a chance you’ll have to drive to the processor to pick up your own meat however we will pick it up for you is allowed by the USDA.

The price per pound will be a flat fee of X dollars per pound, hot hanging weight (that is the price the processor charges us by). Plus you will pay your portion of the processing fee. The price per pound will be based on the current NCDA report for grass fed beef, in place at the time of your deposit. This price fluctuates so I cannot quote you a price here.

I’m on the cover of Duluth Trading Company’s catalog?

Duluth trading company catalog
I made the cover of Duluth?

Yesterday Dustin, Spork, and I took the trash down to the dump after taking 250 pounds of meat to our customer in Fayetteville and taking Penelope and Lamont, along with another pig, to the processor. After coming back from the dump, I stopped to get the mail. I always stop and get the mail, especially if Dustin is in the car with me. You see, we all share a common mailbox and Dustin, while being extremely intelligent and somewhat anal about a lot of things, isn’t quite as diligent about getting his mail. Something I remind him of every chance I get. (He’s kept me from killing myself from being stupid multiple times before, so I have to have something to hold over him). So I grab the mail, his and mine, and sort out his to give to him. He immediately starts laughing and says, “You’re on the cover!”

So it’s a tall guy, with brown hair (way more hair than I have), a scruffy beard, and wearing Duluth pants and a Duluth shirt. Yep, that’s pretty much my daily uniform here on the farm. The guy is being chased by what looks to be an angry pig, which I’ve also unfortunately done. And they are talking about their Lucky SOB series which I have written into to. I told the story of being bitten by a pig and how my Duluth pants saved my leg from needing stitches or worse.

I’m thinking to myself, surely that’s not my story being depicted on the cover. This pig looks like a wild boar, not my pissed off domesticated pig. A quick flip through the catalog confirmed that I was indeed not famous and can go back to my life of piggy and bovine craziness without paparazzi running around. It was an exciting moment though.

Today has been a week since I started farming full time

Exactly one week ago I sold my company, lock stock and barrel. I grew up in this business and have known it all my life. Since 1993 I’ve worked full-time in the business and since 2003 I’ve run the company. You could say that it’s an ingrained way of life.

The idea of leaving all that behind and going into farming full-time was pretty scary. Actually it still is. Can I feed my family (duh, even if we fail we grow food), can I pay the bills, will I enjoy the work, will I get bored? One week in, I have some preliminary results.

This week I’ve talked to a few people who’ve just assumed that I am now independently wealthy and readily adapting to being a lazy layabout. I am quite independent although unfortunately not the financial kind. I also am not laying about. My days are starting early and ending late. In fact my average day has been from 5am to 7pm each day. That’s not awake to asleep, that’s can to can’t. Yesterday ended with standing outside with a water hose and spraying the pig mud off of my clothes so they were clean enough to wash with the laundry. Not exactly R&R.

I have managed to make breakfast for my family every day since the sale. This may sound a little silly, but making breakfast for them is a big deal to me. First, I love breakfast. I’m a morning person and having that start to the day is great. For years I didn’t eat breakfast because there was no time. Then for years I argued with the Mrs. because as a non-morning person whatever would get your belly off your backbone in the quickest way possible was enough for her. It was wholesome and healthy, but not a hot just made breakfast sometimes and that didn’t cut it with me which I would unhelpfully point out. So now I make a point to come back to the house every morning and make a from scratch breakfast. I get to see my family for an hour and wish them good morning before we all go about our day. There have been a couple of mornings where I had to run out without cleaning the kitchen but at least I was there to make breakfast.

However, the best and most significant part of this past week, and the reason for my post, has been something that is noticeable here on the blog. You’ve probably noticed that the frequency of posts has slowed down a bit, especially for a farmer who is suddenly full-time. You’d think I’d have daily posts, hourly posts, based on the frequency I posted while working two full-time jobs.

Instead, I’ve been sleeping. I don’t mean taking afternoon naps in the easy chair, I mean 7-8 hours a night of actual sleep. As a business owner, I’d become accustomed to 4 or so hours of sleep per night. Sometimes less than an hour a night was the norm for days at a time, sometimes there was no sleep at all. The result of all that extra time was that I’d post here on the blog trying to be productive. This week I have averaged at least 6 or so hours of sleep per night, with the last three nights getting 8 hours. Honestly I thought I’d live the rest of my life and never sleep an 8 hour night again. I assumed it was part of getting older. Turned out it was part of being stressed. Farming and de-stressing has me sleeping like I did when I was a kid. Whatever else may come, sleeping like a normal person has been a welcome change, one I look to continue with.

I’m going to work on getting a few more posts up though. Just because I’m snoozing doesn’t mean I can slack on what is now my day job!

Cherub sleeping
Sleeping like a little angel.

Getting hay didn’t go as planned

Stuck truck pulling hay
SNAFU in progress, here you see two trucks, and two tractors, all of which couldn’t get up the hill. 

Yesterday I scheduled to pick up hay pretty much all day. I also needed to load hogs to go to the processor and get some office work done. And of course I made time to make breakfast for the family, but the main thing was to haul hay. We are down to about a weeks worth of hay and Bryan, my friend and hay man, has 60 bales with my name on it that he’d probably like to convert into cash and open space in his barn. The endless rain had backed off a few days so maybe it would be dry enough to get out of there with a trailer loaded.

Getting out is a concern because the entrance to the farm drops off rather sharply. I can get in unloaded, but leaving loaded means the landing gear of the trailer drags the ground, making a horrible noise, scraping my wonderful trailer, and actually high siding the truck a bit making me stuck half in and half out of a busy road. Not a great combination. Fortunately they added another gate so I could get in and out much easier. Unfortunately, that gate is across a large pasture with no gravel or asphalt. Ground conditions matter.

Luckily I didn’t have to worry about the ground conditions in the pasture, because I couldn’t even make it up the incline to the pasture. What you see pictured above is my truck, hooked to Bryan’s truck, and also hooked to the hay trailer. You see, our first load of hay wasn’t in the barn, it was outside. It was also still soaking wet. A dry bale of hay weighs about 800 pounds. 800 pound bale x 17 bales, 13,600 pounds. Plus an 8000 pound trailer, 21,600 pounds. That’s a lot of weight. A wet bale of hay?! Who the heck knows, 1200-1500 pounds per bale maybe? Couple that extra weight with the ground being wetter than Bryan or I thought it would be and I couldn’t move at all. No problem though, I had plenty of chains on the trailer so we just hooked Bryan’s truck to my truck and made another attempt. I once pulled our company lowboy, something like this…

Big truck, heavy truck!

with my half ton Chevy Avalanche. It was stuck on the farm and I hooked a jerk strap to it and pulled it right out much to the driver’s amazement. Surely Bryan with his four-wheel drive diesel and my four-wheel drive diesel daisy chained together, we could pull this little incline. Um, no. We didn’t make it ANY further than I had by myself. Both trucks were spinning all four tires.

Not to worry, a quick search and Bryan had located the keys to the farm tractor kept on the farm. I’ve watched farm tractors pull mud buggies out of mud pits with little effort. A farm tractor is built for pulling. Unhook Bryan’s truck and hook up the farm tractor. Here we go! Um, no. About 10 feet further, and now some nice ruts in the ground where the farm tractor dug in.

How about the skid steer we loaded the hay with. It’s heavier and stronger than the farm tractor. Not even close.

Bryan’s dad was home, how about he comes and helps? So we chain Bryan’s dad’s truck to his truck, to my truck and give it a go. We also try a new route that isn’t quite as big of an incline. And this time we’re…stuck. Sigh. There isn’t anything to do but for Bryan’s dad to take Bryan to his farm to get his big farm tractor. They take off and I walk around shutting off idling engines and cleaning up the mess. I shut off Bryan’s truck, the farm tractor, and my truck. I check my email, note how nice of a day it is. It really is beautiful, sunny and warm. Then I think I’ll do something, I don’t recall what, with my truck. I walk back over and pull the door handle. Locked. Huh? How did that happen. The keys are inside because why would I take them out. Passenger door, locked as well! The pod that holds the window and door lock switches is broken on this truck and it’s loose. Somehow the doors locked in all the getting in and out. So now in addition to being stuck, I’m also locked out of my truck. You can laugh or cry at this point. Since I could be at work, I figure I’ll laugh instead. Bryan eventually shows back up and I tell him the new twist to our tale. He jumps back in his truck and tears off to the fire department where they have a lockout kit. A bit later he shows back up and with a skill that’s troublesome to see on this Christian man, he’s into my truck in seconds.

John Deere Ag tractor
The way out of this mess

Now with all the equipment in the world, we hook my truck to the Deere tractor and pull the whole mess up the hill and onto the asphalt. If you’ll remember, this wasn’t actually the hard part. Getting off the farm is the hard part. With some conversation, it’s decided that I’ll go out the way I came in, on the asphalt but up the sharp incline. Bryan’s dad jumps in the skid steer to give me a push and I head up the incline and high side as expected. However with tires smoking and traffic held up and briefly entertained, we get the truck and trailer onto the road and headed home. It’s now nearly lunch time and I have one load half way done. Welcome to farming!

Loading hay onto a trailer
Loading hay the easy way.

For the second load, Bryan brought all the hay up to the driveway and loaded me on level ground and on asphalt. MUCH easier for me, and for everyone else. 17 more bales and two loads for the day. That should hold us for a month or so, until I can get back and pick up more hay.

 

More pig medical records

Yesterday Spork and I treated a new pig. He was ear tagged #45 and given 2.3cc of Enroflox Sub q and 3cc of Liquimyacin IM. Previously he’d been given 3 days of treatment with the dewormer paste we’ve been using on the other pigs in the barn. He had been separated from the other pigs in the barn but now that he has his full course of treatment he was let in the stall with everyone else. This pig has decent body condition although it’s dropping. His tail was straight and he looked sad although he was eating well and had plenty of energy. He should be in good shape now that he’s been treated.

Update on the pigs

We finished the course of dewormers on the pigs last weekend and have been rewarded with a week of peace. Everyone in the barn is still alive and perky. They haven’t added any body condition yet and that’s what we are waiting on at this point however it was bliss to be able to go in and see everyone bright eyed and curly tailed each morning all this week.

#33, the pig with the prolapse, has been returned to the main paddock. All her insides are back inside and she’s also bright eyed and curly tailed. Miguel and I have some paddocks to create in the woods next week to make room for more pigs and we need to sort out some pigs with the new trailer I built. Not all of our pigs are the same size in each paddock and the big pigs are pushing the little pigs away from the food too much. Hopefully next week we will have everyone outside, healthy, and in the proper paddock. Once we do that, it will be time to bring in another set of pigs for January. We bring 20 pigs on farm each month as part of our production, so we can finish 20 pigs per month 6-8 months later. Luckily one of our preferred breeders called and he has 11 pigs ready for me so I only need to find another 9 which means only one farmer with feeders. These pigs will be dewormed when they hit the farm so hopefully no repeats of the last batch.

piglets sleeping in a hay mound
Pigs all passed out in the hay

I did talk to a customer of mine yesterday and he told me why I couldn’t find anyone with chips they wanted to dump. I should have known, the chip market has exploded in NC and power plants are buying chips to fuel their biomass generators. Luckily though, my customer is in the grinding business and he told me I could get grinding from him if I’d pay for the trucking. I have a truck that I can use to haul chips and hopefully soon will have time to actually drive it. Next week I hope to start hauling chips which will allow us to start making the paddocks like we want them.  The pigs will certainly appreciate it as a thick layer of chips make for a very warm and snuggly bed. Until then, we’ll use the hay we have, which I also need to haul next week. I have 60 bales of hay waiting to be hauled which is four and 1/2 loads or a couple of days of hauling. Looks like instead of being a farmer next week, I’m going to be a truck driver!

Farming full time, a new beginning and an end.

I mentioned before that I was selling my company and taking up farming full-time. Well Lord willing, today is THE DAY. We have a signing around lunch time today and if everything goes correctly, I’ll be a free man after that. I think we’ve set a record for how quickly we went from starting the negotiations to finishing the deal and even with that, it can’t go fast enough. Nothing this large is clean cut, so there are multiple true up periods with both Deere and the buyer so in reality the closing will go on for many months and the deal itself is structured over years but today is the day everything gets signed and I lose my day job. Sarah, my assistant, my “work wife”, and our HR manager is going to do the paperwork to terminate me as well so I will try to get a picture of that. I’ve never been fired before so I want to record the moment.

Termination paperwork
Termination paper from RW Moore Equipment Company. Doug Queen the controller and Sarah Bohlin the HR manager and my “work wife.”
Termination paperwork
Keys turned in and paperwork filled out. I’m officially unemployed.

Knowing I had a new focus in life coming, over the Christmas and New Years holidays I was able to try out a new routine as a man of leisure. By the end of the week off, my days had settled into this.

Wake up about 3am. Go over to the barn where I have my workshop and my home office. Work either in the office or in the shop till 7:30. At 7:30, greet Miguel when he arrives. Quickly discuss the days plans then head over to the house where the family is awake, or at least making signs that they will be. Make breakfast for everyone. Clean the kitchen then head back to the shop/barn/office about 8:30-8:45. Work with Miguel all day till about 5:30. Head back to the house and have dinner with the family, usually prepared by SWMBO from something we grew or killed here on the farm. Head back to the barn/office and finish up some work, usually something boring like bookkeeping that I don’t do during the day. Get back to the house before bedtime, about 8. Take a shower, kiss the kids, pass out. Wash, rinse, repeat. I think I was averaging about a 14-15 hour days each day and according to the pedometer on my phone, I was walking about 15,000 steps per day. This compares to the 2000 steps I take when I’m behind a desk at work. Yep, this life of leisure sure is relaxing! Actually it is, I can’t stand just sitting around.

This past week has been hectic for me because besides all the details of the ongoing deal, it was time to move out of my office at work and fully into my home office. We’ve been in business for 52 years, we’ve been in the same office for about 30. I was pulling records out from the 70s. Heck I even found the records we had from the grading company in the 50s buried in the file cabinets. All of it had to be sorted, boxed, and hauled out. It then had to be resorted here at home, labeled, and filed. I also had to take down all the wall hangings, gather the mementos,  and move the furniture out. Prior to all that, I had to clean out my home office, also known as the man cave, because it had become the home for misfit furniture and spiders with nothing better to do than spin webs. It felt a lot like moving into the dorms in college.

Yesterday I brought home the last load of stuff from the office leaving my office empty and sad looking. Everything has been hauled up to my home office and now I only need to put away a few more boxes of stuff and the 200 plaques and awards and pictures I took off the walls. I’m not much of a decorator and unlike college, I can’t just thumb tack everything up. I need it to look good because, one, it’s my office and I want it to look good. And two, it’s the world headquarters for Ninja Cow Farm LLC. When the international bankers show up to discuss high finance, it can’t look like a dorm room.

I’m really sad about leaving my employees behind, and walking away from a company that’s been in business for 52 years. However, the buyer has kept everyone except for four people out of 125 so that is really good. They are also taking the business forward and everyone remaining will have opportunities that they wouldn’t have had otherwise. All in all its a positive move for everyone except Miguel. I told him recently that he is now my new work wife. He’s certainly not as pretty as my current work wife but he sure can cook!