Do you know the model of the baby Kubota?
No idea. It is old and we bought it use from a guy who used it to drag a piece of chain link around the riding arena to smooth it out for his wife who competed in reining events. The tractor place that worked on it said it was the smallest model Kubota made and they might not be making them anymore. It has a front-end loader but if you put anything in the loader it tips the trailer forward. DS3 had to make some sort of counterweight to use it safely.
DH taught me how to turn it on, lift and lower the bucket, then insisted I use it instead of a shovel and wheelbarrow. The only time I drove it to clean up manure I tipped the manure over the side of the front hill. On the third or fourth pass I got too close to the edge and the loader tipped the rear end up a bit, and it rolled forward down the hill. The hill is pretty steep and ends at a cliff. Our oil pipe fencing is about 15' in front of the cliff. It kept going faster, I couldn't get it to stop, so I abandoned tractor before it hit the fence. The tractor hit the fence and survived. So did I. The fence wire got torn up and I have heard about my lousy tractor skills ever since.
DH explained that the tractor brakes were on the rear wheels and when the tractor tipped slightly forward they had no traction. He said that to stop the tractor I should have dropped the bucket. I said that he should have warned me about that BEFORE insisting I drive the tractor. Knowing ALL the safety features are important to survival. DH gives long tutorials but tends to leave out important bits of information.
Back to the Kubota. It is a handy little tractor and DH uses it in the barn at the ranch. We couldn't use it here since it doesn't climb stairs.

But we should get a lot of use out of it in Texas in the garden and barn. Big Bue is larger but DS3 took it and used it to put in all his water lines, fence posts, barn, etc. Then he broke the bucket arms so we can't get any equipment for the front end until we find someone to repair and replace them. It is a Farmall. Both are old but cheaper to baby along and repair than buying a new one at the moment.
It rained Thursday all day heavily. Yesterday was sunny with some clouds. The roofers are coming today to repair the roof leaks now that we have gone through several bad storms. Surprisingly the roof only leaked in one spot. I could see light through the heating vent around the base so that roof heating conduit definitely needs to be sealed. Having no attic space is bad since all HVAC tubing has to be on the roof. In the winter we get a blast of cold air before the heat comes through. In the summer the opposite. I want to be in Texas.
DH came down with a bad cough. It is not a summer head cold. He is also running a fever. Tucked him up in his recliner with a blanket, gave him OTC meds, and a bowl of chicken soup yesterday. Then I redid my books for the taxes. Today I have to finish totaling the columns. Our manager still has to supply us the rest of the rental income and expenses. DH fills everything in on the draft forms, we take all the stuff to the accountant, she fills in the final IRS forms, and makes whatever copies I need to send off to the various banks. Next year we will switch to a tax guy in Quitman.
Super Bowl tomorrow. I already bought 4 giant bags of chips, avocados, and onion dip mix. Yesterday DS1 got soda, salsa and spinach dip. The men have their supplies. They are not big beer drinkers. All set for the Big Day. None of our individual favorite teams are competing so it will just be fun.
Now that I have finished (mostly) going through the file cabinet drawers and getting rid of old stuff, I will start on the 2 large bins of photos. They are pre-digital and I want to sort them into boxes for each child. I am hoping that DH and DS1 will be able to take the gooseneck back to Texas in the next couple weeks with another load of stuff. DDIL2 will be home Monday so maybe if the weather holds we can go back with 2 trailer loads and finish taking back the furniture.
Our departure date keeps getting moved farther and farther away. In another few months the ewes will start lambing and we must be in Texas by then. Now that the house is completely torn up, I am worried that DH will back out of moving.

He wants to get out of California BUT he doesn't want to leave his little grandbabies. I keep packing to take my mind off that thought, but I am running out of stuff to pack that we don't need on a daily basis. And I am tired of replacing stuff we need that I have already moved to Texas.
Where did I my Prozac?