We all adjusted. Dad went out and moved the elevator, I called into work (I work part time at a daycare) and was able to push back my start time a little, and Ryan had to wait to start chopping, then everyone inhaled some lunch. Just as we were finishing eating, the trailer arrived. Dad, Ryan, Derek and I all stuffed our last bites into our mouths and headed out to the barn. Mom stayed inside to take care of lunch dishes, and Jennilea went to her first day of work at a new job (milking cows for a local farmer). By the end of the day, all normal chores were done, some hay had been chopped for the silo, and Jennilea and I worked our normal shifts at our outside jobs. It got crazy... but that is farm life. It is predictable in the unpredictability.