Life on the Farm in Summer

Life on the farm in summer is probably the worst time. While everyone and their dog is on vacation, we have more work than time. The hay needs to be cut, then raked, then baled...Those bales need to be collected from the field and stored away. For John and I, it's really no big deal. For my daughters, that's a different story. All their friends are going away on a summer vacation, some for a couple of weeks, some for a week-end here and there. My girls are lucky if we get to go away for the day!
I don't mind too much. I've gotten used to it. I feel bad for the girls. They are on vacation and what to have some fun! Yesterday, we had to go to city to visit an eye specialist. So while we were out, we went to a big mall with over a 150 stores. The girls loved it! To me, that's no fun, but they certainly enjoyed themselves. Three floors of stores!!!!! They could spend the day there. I had enough after the first store! My biggest complaint about shopping is the music. Some of those stores you go into have the music sooo loud that you can't hear yourself think! The salespeople come over to help, and you have to yell to be heard above the music. It must be because I'm getting too old, I can't take all that noise! I can't imagine it boosts sales in any way, shape or form!
We went to one store where you "build" a bear. A teddy, you pick his unstuffed body and then you stuff him, sew him up and so on. Even they played music. It was original "bear building" tunes, but music just the same! I was amazed. After 2 hours in the mall, I need a stiff drink! Made it home alive though. A few bags heavier and a few dollars shorter!