Paco tooled off to the local farmer's market this morning armed with jars of his homemade crabapple jelly. This evening he's down at a neighbor's hoping to trade some more jelly for garlic. Oh how times have changed. Stroll with me down memory lane.
Work Attire of Choice Now
What He Wore Back in the Day!
Well-dressed Feet 2010
In the Not-So-Distant Past
A Day's Work Now
Ye Old Ball and Chain of YesterYear
Office Mates Now
Former Co-workers Then
"All Aboard!" Now
"Welcome Aboard the New Jersey Transit bound for New York Penn Station with stops in Hamilton Station, Princeton Junction, New Brunswick, Edison, Rahway, Metuchen..." Then
Daily Commute Now
FOUR HOURS A DAY...Then
Perk #1 2010
Perk #2 2010
Perks Long Since Passed--Black Tie Dinners of Yore (ahhh...)
Company Holiday Parties 2010....
nada, zilch, zippo...
Holiday Parties of the Past (sniff, sniff...)
A Place Where Work Will Never Be Done Now
A Place Where It Was Never Done Then
And so it goes. If I've learned ONE thing in life it is that EVERYTHING has a tradeoff--you give up certain things and gain others with every decision. Hopefully we all adapt and make peace with our choices. Don't ask me where I'D rather be..it changes. But all in all, life here at Provident Heritage Farm hums--and so do we.
4 comments:
A question I've been wanting to ask for a long time now...WHO THE HECK IS PACO?
He to whom I am married.
Interesting turn of events that you didn't see coming, and maybe they aren't so permanent...
Having left your Farm/Ranch less than a month ago, I can swear to it that although all the changes you mention have indeed come, I have never seen Paco (my son, Jerry) as happy as he is today. It's obvious that all he really needs to be content is Marilyn, and the faithful dog, Mugsy. The Lord knows what we need, thank goodness. Mitzi Hadd
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