I wear lots of hats.

I wear lots of hats.

One thing we are never short of is hats.  Every seed supplier, feed salesman, equipment dealership, and co-op seem to be very concerned that we might get a tan forehead.

I used to get attached to my "favorite" work hat.  That was a problem, because it would get dirty and smelly.  Washing it solved that, but brought up an equally troublesome problem – washing it always made it fit differently.  So it was no longer my favorite anymore. 

I have since become less attached to my work hats.  I have become a cap casanova – love 'em and leave 'em. When they get dirty and/or smelly, I kick 'em to the curb.  And why not?  I have been going through them at a rate of one per month for two summers now (winter hats are a different story – I'm totally committed there) and have yet to see the bottom of the hat pile.  Right now, of the two I wear, one is from a bull sale I went to three years ago; the other I bought in high school (at least 13 years ago).   I think I might be close to having a balanced hat budget though.  Income is the same as outgo based on what I'm seeing.

 

I wear lots of hats.

Most small business owners probably are like me in this regard – jack of all trades, master of none.  As a rancher, no two days seems the same.  No two hours even seem the same sometime.  Today I worked as our human resource person, market analyst, webmaster, government agency liason, IT help desk, vehicle fleet maintenance manager, and herd foreman.  I think I deserve a raise.  I'll have to talk to myself about that later.

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