
07/29/2025
I won some money at a roping jackpot the other day. Could have knocked me over with a feather! Believe me, it's been a long dry spell, donating to other team roper's Go Fund Me's, while watching my jackpot stash dwindle into nonexistence.
Anyway, so there I was, packing my envelopes stuffed with cash and feeling flush. I even went so far as to buy my nephew Miles an ice cream cone on the way home. Living large, that was me! I was giving some deep consideration to which bill I'd pay down first with my winnings...the fuel bill...maybe. Or the power bill? That is always a good one. Or maybe that horse I bought while Richard wasn't looking...I still owed a little on him. Old DA...the rein breaker. 😐
All of it became a moot point when I went downstairs to do laundry on my usual Sunday morning schedule. Our one year old washing machine that we had paid close to $1000 bucks for, had crapped out. Given up the ghost. Packed for a dirt nap.
All those things.
I'd have focused my frustrations and kicked it in the cinch line if I'd thought it would do any good, but that hardly ever works on a living creature let alone a machine. Acting out like that usually just leaves me feeling petty and small, with a sore foot.
Then, just in case I still had aspirations of doing something extra with what was left of my unexpected fortune, the water heater began sputtering and fluttering. 🤷
A couple of hours later while hauling hay, the tires on the flat deck started to shred.
So there you have it; spent every extra penny I made already and then some.
Sure wish I could corner that damned Murphy's Law character who is obviously living here...I'd hand the freeloading bastard a bill for rent! 🤦
Have a good day folks. 😊