How much is your time worth???

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Mine was about 4000 bucks an hour this morning.... Usual loop to check horses before going to work. Slept a little longer than I wanted to so just scraped a peep patch on the windshield and let the heater do the rest...

Last stop, back up to turn around in the same spot as usual, dark, frosty windows, neighbor added a load of firewood to his stack, and I ran a piece right thru the tailight... Guess 15 years and the cold temps worked on the plastic cause it exploded like a windshield... No time to look for used and a new costs right at 130 bucks (100 euro)...
2 minutes of scraping woulda prevented that.....

Coulda, shoulda, woulda...
 
If you are asking how much I make per hour, the answer is $46. but I work only 25-30 hours per week.


If you are asking how much crap I break when I am at hom eoff the clock, the answer is..

I break $200 per hour worth of stuff.

Unfortunately, I have to fix all that stuff. Old farm machinery!

We bought our haybine new in 1971. I have been keeping it going ever since. Last new tractor was bought in 1975, manure spreader new in 1969(grandfather died in the old one new years day 1969), hay baler bought in 1974, scrapped last year, but kept in running all those years.


I have the 4 bottom plough from 1968, It's still going, year after year. Most of my stuff is from 1964-1971.

Last time I billed the farm for work was 1997.

Last car I restored was 2009, billed $85 per hour...

but in the end, I bill about $46 per hour for paint and bodywork. I pocket about $14 per hour. got to love taxes adn expenses, right? haha
 

HA!!!! Just got better..... Wife works next to the area recycle center and salvage yard. When she was parking her car she saw a truck waiting with a car like mine and some others to be unloaded and crushed. Was telling the guy that sits in front of her in the office about it. He picks up the phone and less a little over an hour later, she has a tailight assembly on her desk. Guy's BIL runs the recycle point..........

Guess that makes me worthless now :roll:
 
(quoted from post at 03:37:21 02/16/12)


Guess that makes me worthless now :roll:


LOL we knew that! :shock: :shock: :shock:

The whats your time worth thing has me laughing at people a lot. For an example, a good friend who thinks he's frugal cuts and sells some fire wood. Now he undercuts everyone on price but sometimes hires help. I sat with him and showed him on a piece of paper that when it's all said and done paying for everything except paying himself that he's making about 7 bucks on a pickup load.......that takes him about 4 hours to cut, stack, load, deliver, stack and return home........which makes him worth about 1.75 an hour.


Rick
 
Well my time is worth more somedays than others. BUT generally I can repair or fix most things I have ALOT cheaper than repair shop. Example would be my sons 99 mustang. took in to get aligned. Told me they needed to replace front wheel bearings and inner tie rods. to a tune of 1000.00 plus.. HA HA HA HA HA HA.. We did the bearings last weekend took two hours Price of $125.00 parts. Tie rods next but found one bad the other not.. so.. I figure my son will save about 750. doing it ourselves.
 
I charge $25.00 per hour to do work on ford N series tractors. Had a guy ask me to look at his '46 ford 2n because it wouldn't start and smelled of gas. Took points, condensor and new spark plugs with me. Had it running in less than an hour. Charged him $65.00 for parts labor and service call. He paid it, but could tell by look on his face he wasn't happy. Sure enough, he was complaing to the "neighbors" that i "stuck it to him". Bout a month later it quit again and my phone rang. Asked if I would come look at it? I said... "Take it to the CNH dealer, it's 11 miles away, since I stuck it to you the last time!" and I hung up. He about had a heart attack when he got the bill for pick and delivery, parts( a new coil ) and labor + tax! And yes, he has came back with carb rebuild and a few other little things.... Pays the bill and no complaints.
 
John_PA;You don't think you're going to just stop there do you.,,,TELL US ABOUT GRANDPA AND THE SPREADER!!!!!!!
 
Daughter has a '92 Subaru- needs new brakes all around- rotors and calipers, the works. Local emporium near her (Seattle area) says $1,000. My local shop says $800. Daughter says "I've got a Haynes manual and tools- gonna price the parts and do it myself."

And I'll bet she will- she never ceases to amaze me. She's also the tenor in our barbershop quartet, with me and her 2 brothers.
 
well in my case it depends on who you ask ,to me its priceless and there never seems to be enough.To my wife its worth nothing,shes always volunteering me for something.Says i aint doing anything important anyway!
 
Neighbor's son had a Honda Accord that he tried to do a tune-up on. He stripped a spark plug out in the head. Shop was going to charge $900+. So, they were going to donate it to a charity. Told them I'd give 'em $150. They said sure. Pulled it into the garage and popped off the valve cover. Had father-in-law hold exhaust valve for that cylinder open with scrap of wood. We stuck an air line into the exhaust pipe and let 'er rip. While the air was flowing backwards, I ran the heli-coil tap into the head and the chips blew back out instead of falling in and bingo bango bongo done! Put it back together and fired right away. been driving it back and forth to work every day 35 miles each way for 5 years now....
 
I hope you didn't forget Valentine's Day yourself!
Looks like the little lady deserves a bit extra
after this?!

Christopher
 
(quoted from post at 11:53:37 02/16/12) I hope you didn't forget Valentine's Day yourself!
Looks like the little lady deserves a bit extra
after this?!

Christopher

I let her cook me a big dinner :shock:

Naaaaa... I cleaned her horses and fed them for her (she's got 4 at the house she insists on taking care of herself)......

Guess I'll keep her around awhile....
 

New year's day 1969:

My dad took a load of manure out to be spread in the afternoon. The high temp for the day was -2F. When he engaged the spreader the web broke. He went into the house and told my grandpa that the web broke. My grandpa got bundled up and grabbed a pitchfork to help hand unload the spreader.

about a 1/4 of the way through, his face turned purple, he looked up at my dad and said, "I'm going."

He died face down in the manure spreader. My dad pulled the manure spreader back to the house, where they waited for the doctor. The doctor came, took him to the hospital, and late at night, Jan 2nd, 1969, they declared him dead. His last words were, "I'm going." The last thing he did was shovel cow manure from a broken manure spreader. He lived his whole life working 7 daya a week on a dairy farm, driving truck for the township in his spare time.

I have never forgotten this. My dad wanted me to go to college to work at a desk, not to farm. Despite that, I am farming. No more dairy, but I am farming full time. I'm doing it in his honor as everyone tells me my attitude and demeanor is exactly as my grandfather's. I owe it to him to make my life better and continue his work, on his farm. I drive truck, also. I'd work for teh township, but they are too crooked. Some of my dad's fondest memories are of him and my grandpa in a KB-7. Now, I drive my dad around in an IH 4700. He feels like a kid again, and that's how I want the rest of his life to be. As a kid, remembering the fun times, he is happy. I am happy also.

I just hope my dad dies warm is his bed, holding his wife and not face down in cow manure in below zero temps.
 
(quoted from post at 05:36:03 02/18/12)
New year's day 1969:

My dad took a load of manure out to be spread in the afternoon. The high temp for the day was -2F. When he engaged the spreader the web broke. He went into the house and told my grandpa that the web broke. My grandpa got bundled up and grabbed a pitchfork to help hand unload the spreader.

about a 1/4 of the way through, his face turned purple, he looked up at my dad and said, "I'm going."

He died face down in the manure spreader. My dad pulled the manure spreader back to the house, where they waited for the doctor. The doctor came, took him to the hospital, and late at night, Jan 2nd, 1969, they declared him dead. His last words were, "I'm going." The last thing he did was shovel cow manure from a broken manure spreader. He lived his whole life working 7 daya a week on a dairy farm, driving truck for the township in his spare time.

I have never forgotten this. My dad wanted me to go to college to work at a desk, not to farm. Despite that, I am farming. No more dairy, but I am farming full time. I'm doing it in his honor as everyone tells me my attitude and demeanor is exactly as my grandfather's. I owe it to him to make my life better and continue his work, on his farm. I drive truck, also. I'd work for teh township, but they are too crooked. Some of my dad's fondest memories are of him and my grandpa in a KB-7. Now, I drive my dad around in an IH 4700. He feels like a kid again, and that's how I want the rest of his life to be. As a kid, remembering the fun times, he is happy. I am happy also.

I just hope my dad dies warm is his bed, holding his wife and not face down in cow manure in below zero temps.


What, so I tell the story and suddenly no one is interested? LOL jeez!


I bet grandpa would love the New Holland 8670... The last tractor he drove was an allis chalmers 190 diesel, open platform, non-turbo. he thought that was a cadillac.
 
(quoted from post at 00:34:32 02/20/12)
(quoted from post at 05:36:03 02/18/12)
New year's day 1969:

My dad took a load of manure out to be spread in the afternoon. The high temp for the day was -2F. When he engaged the spreader the web broke. He went into the house and told my grandpa that the web broke. My grandpa got bundled up and grabbed a pitchfork to help hand unload the spreader.

about a 1/4 of the way through, his face turned purple, he looked up at my dad and said, "I'm going."

He died face down in the manure spreader. My dad pulled the manure spreader back to the house, where they waited for the doctor. The doctor came, took him to the hospital, and late at night, Jan 2nd, 1969, they declared him dead. His last words were, "I'm going." The last thing he did was shovel cow manure from a broken manure spreader. He lived his whole life working 7 daya a week on a dairy farm, driving truck for the township in his spare time.

I have never forgotten this. My dad wanted me to go to college to work at a desk, not to farm. Despite that, I am farming. No more dairy, but I am farming full time. I'm doing it in his honor as everyone tells me my attitude and demeanor is exactly as my grandfather's. I owe it to him to make my life better and continue his work, on his farm. I drive truck, also. I'd work for teh township, but they are too crooked. Some of my dad's fondest memories are of him and my grandpa in a KB-7. Now, I drive my dad around in an IH 4700. He feels like a kid again, and that's how I want the rest of his life to be. As a kid, remembering the fun times, he is happy. I am happy also.

I just hope my dad dies warm is his bed, holding his wife and not face down in cow manure in below zero temps.


What, so I tell the story and suddenly no one is interested? LOL jeez!


I bet grandpa would love the New Holland 8670... The last tractor he drove was an allis chalmers 190 diesel, open platform, non-turbo. he thought that was a cadillac.

Prolly just that it's too far down and the folks in the classic view rut quit following. Also, I think if you answer something modern view, folks that are tracking don't get a notification (???)...
Just repost it fresh.... Most of the old farms here have slurry (?) tanks where everything goes in them pumps into a tank for dumping on the fields. Couple years ago in the next town over, a kid's dog fell in one, only person around was 95 or so year old great grandpa... He got down the ladder and got the dog, climbed back up and put it on the ground, slipped & fell in and drowned.....
 
(quoted from post at 00:34:32 02/20/12)
(quoted from post at 05:36:03 02/18/12)
New year's day 1969:

My dad took a load of manure out to be spread in the afternoon. The high temp for the day was -2F. When he engaged the spreader the web broke. He went into the house and told my grandpa that the web broke. My grandpa got bundled up and grabbed a pitchfork to help hand unload the spreader.

about a 1/4 of the way through, his face turned purple, he looked up at my dad and said, "I'm going."

He died face down in the manure spreader. My dad pulled the manure spreader back to the house, where they waited for the doctor. The doctor came, took him to the hospital, and late at night, Jan 2nd, 1969, they declared him dead. His last words were, "I'm going." The last thing he did was shovel cow manure from a broken manure spreader. He lived his whole life working 7 daya a week on a dairy farm, driving truck for the township in his spare time.

I have never forgotten this. My dad wanted me to go to college to work at a desk, not to farm. Despite that, I am farming. No more dairy, but I am farming full time. I'm doing it in his honor as everyone tells me my attitude and demeanor is exactly as my grandfather's. I owe it to him to make my life better and continue his work, on his farm. I drive truck, also. I'd work for teh township, but they are too crooked. Some of my dad's fondest memories are of him and my grandpa in a KB-7. Now, I drive my dad around in an IH 4700. He feels like a kid again, and that's how I want the rest of his life to be. As a kid, remembering the fun times, he is happy. I am happy also.

I just hope my dad dies warm is his bed, holding his wife and not face down in cow manure in below zero temps.


What, so I tell the story and suddenly no one is interested? LOL jeez!


I bet grandpa would love the New Holland 8670... The last tractor he drove was an allis chalmers 190 diesel, open platform, non-turbo. he thought that was a cadillac.

I'm sure Grandpa was happy when he went. Glad to hear you are still on the farm carring on Grandpas work.Glad you told the rest of the story.Keep up the good work...BlaineF(WA)
 

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