Post Office

The Bibles needed to be processed, stamped and mailed as they were starting to stack up and today was the day planned except once down at Meisters, there were not enough dollar stamps. Each Bible needs three dollar stamps and one twenty cent stamp. I did as many Bibles as I had stamps for then headed to the post office with those boxes loaded into the car to drop off and buy more stamps, except they only had 180 of them which is a pathetic 60 Bibles more. The post office lady told me to come back in the afternoon, the guy was coming down with dollar stamps then. As I was driving back to Meisters, this is what Jake and Eldon are playing with. Eldon is dragging this weird looking 3 wheeled car around while Jake tries to get it started.

Spark struck again!
They actually got it running but I never saw it drive without being pulled by the fork lift.
I took the 180 stamped those 60 more Bibles, ran to 2 different banks, then back to the post office with the stamped Bibles stuffed in the back of the car and the labeled but unstamped in the front of the car, unloaded the stamped then went in to buy 600 more dollar stamps and informed the lady (not the same one) there were 5 more boxes on the loading dock and I was going to be standing outside to stamp the rest right there. Finally finish, ring the bell to let them know, another lady comes out and makes a point to ask, "is this the last." She was grateful when I told her yes, drove back to the office and I find one more label that somehow was left on the printer. It was just too embarrassing to take one more Bible back. That one will have to wait until tomorrow.
On the drive home the car thermometer is reading 91, then 92 and 93 by the time the farm is reached. It was imperative to get the new babies into the air conditioning before they overheat. The central air is hooked up but the thermostat is not meaning the window units were turned on while the mares and foals were brought in. Chuck had dropped off 18 round bales so instead of relaxing with a good book the skid steer was fired up and those 18 bales plus the 12 still left outside were moved into the arena finishing up at 5:20pm just in time to make dinner. Lucky me.
Tim Funk had the service tonight, we spent so much time visiting after the service we didn't stop for ice cream, just too late.