I will play 2nd, 3rd, probably even 4th, 5th or 6th fiddle to a number of things in the few coming months. And the list begins with deer, but goes on with hogs, maybe ducks and turkey, and occassional (very unwanted) snake, hunting buddies, the stand, the gun, the lease, the drive to the lease, the hunting gear, the stuff you spray the gear with, the soap you use so you won’t give off your scent, the warmers, the camo, the …UG! I’m gonna stop here and just say “ETC.” My life as a hunter’s wife never really goes away, but these are the months where it hits me upside the head everyday. Most days it’s all good and the cooler whether and football season (yes, I like football) helps out some. The fact that I have more time to paint or make stuff helps a bit. But really, I do miss him when he’s gone.
I miss being first fiddle or whatever I am during the rest of the year. I miss being important. haha! IT HAS BEGUN!